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In the grand and continuing tradition of posting crazy stuff found in my neighborhood, here’s a poster torn from a telephone pole by a fellow Venice-based blogger at Objetsmart.

One wonders if child and slave labor operations have become so common in Los Angeles that advertising on phone poles is now OK. (Also, one has to wonder about the quality of said “adult supervision.”)
adult supervision = pimp
posted by Sheldon on 3-12-2007 at 10:11 am
This is about the scariest thing I have seen in a long time.
Adult supervision (Jeff Dahmer? John Wayne Gacy). If this business were to be legit their form of recruitment is INSANE. If it is as illegal as I think they should be stopped. I hope no one falls for this
posted by Jane on 3-12-2007 at 12:40 pm
Are kids no longer allowed to work in the states?
posted by Hugi on 3-13-2007 at 5:13 am
thanks for picking up on this. the signs are still around the neighborhood, but i’m seeing less of them and really delighted that people are talking about it. it’s disturbing stuff, and i’m sure is around in lots of places where most people walking down the streets don’t blog.
cheers
posted by Objetsmart on 3-15-2007 at 7:12 pm
In my area the city is full of kids selling candy bars working for these shady guys who drive around vans full of little salespeople. The customers (and even the parents) are given the impression they’re raising money for some sort of worthy kid oriented activity like a sports team. It’s just a cute face to make a buck - no charity.
posted by lisa on 3-15-2007 at 7:36 pm
This is not really related, but I saw a guy holding a plastic bowl with a hand-made sign that read “Jersey Against Drunk Driving.” He shook it as I walked by. This was funny because he looked drunk. Also, there is no such thing as “Jersey Against Drunk Driving.”
I’ve decided I need a cell phone camera.
posted by Jason on 3-15-2007 at 9:24 pm
This not related to the post, but only to Jason’s comment. My dad and 9-year old brother went to a Nationals game in D.C. the other day, and as they were walking out, there was some guy shouting “free hats!” My dad asked him what the catch was, and he assured him there was no trick. So my brother picked what color hat he wanted, and as they started to walk away, the shady jackass told he required a five dollar donation to an unnamed “soup kitchen.” His pocket. So they gave the hat back.
posted by Bobwalrus5 on 8-17-2007 at 11:55 am