I've always misread words.
For example, where most people would see the word "polish" and think of Lemon Pledge--especially if they saw that word on a can of Lemon Pledge--I would see it and think "Polish" as in the former pope, who was also an excellent skier, I'm told.
Anyway, this morning at breakfast at the Holiday Inn I saw a sign next to a chafing dish that said "Hamster." And I thought well this is Texas, after all. Who can account for what Texans like for breakfast? But when I looked at it again it said "Ham steaks."
Which made me feel better about breakfast.
But which also made me feel concerned about my mental acuity.