Traffic lights are operated by creatures who live inside them

When I was younger, I used to believe that there were police men shoved inside of traffic lights, and they changed the light colors.

Jess

i used to think there were monkeys working inside street signals changing the colors (red, yellow, green)

reefy jake

When I was about 5 or 6, I used to beleive that there were little men inside of the traffic lights. I thought that the man would sit at a control desk with tons of screens, and when it was time to change the light, he would flip a switch.

Meredith

I used to believe that there was actually a little man in the crosswalk lights, and if you pressed the 'cross' button lots and lots of times you could trick him into thinking that lots of people were waiting to cross the road, and he would make the lights change quicker.

lou

I used to believe that the traffic lights were controlled by small, elf-like men who worked inside the light, making it change colors and whatnot.

Anon

I used to think that their were little people hiding inside the street lights, watching traffic and changing the lights

Anon

I used to believe that a little man would live in a street light and when he was spost to he would press a button for the light to change!!!

Brittany

when i was younger, i believe that there were little elves who lived in the traffic lights, however, they would be fast asleep with their feet on the button that would put on their light. I believed that when the red and yellow light came on at the same time it was because one of the elves made a mistake whilst asleep and pressed his button at the wrong time and that he would get in alot of trouble when he woke up..poor guy..

SRB

I used to believe that it lived small dwarfs inside traffic lights, how else could the lights change color ?

Ruth-Anny

I used to believe that traffic lights had little people who would hold torches up to the colored glass to change the light.

Mickey

When I was a kid . I believed there were men inside traffic lights who change the colors

lev michot

When I was a kid I used to think there was a little man inside the traffic lights that pushed a button to change the colors. I always thought that's what "little person" meant..

MiStaKen

I used to believe that there were little guys that sat in little tiny labs underneath each and every stop light that changed and coordinated the stop lights. I can't remember if I finally just realized it wasn't that or if I asked my dad w/o letting on that I actually didn't know.

Former Believer

I used to believe that the stop lights had little mice who ran up and down them to flip the light switches from Red to green, green to yellow, ect. Imagine how hard they had to work in school zones with flashing lights.

Averel

I used to believe that stop lights were run by tiny little men in yellow suits and construction hats, who crawled up into the base of the light into a big operating room at the top. It was YEARS before I was convinced otherwise.

Kat

When I was little my father told me that there was a little man in the traffic light box who controlled when the lights change. My father also told me that the cops would come by once a day and feed the men in the traffic light box.

Jo

I used to believe that gnomes lived in stoplights. When they were having a bad day, the light would stay red for a long time. Whenever my mom ran a red light, i wouldn't be able to sleep for fear of the gnomes coming to get me!

Emily

When I was a kid my sister convinced me that traffic lights were operated by little green men who lived in the control box at the base of one of the traffic lights.

Samuel

I used to believe that the government captured little eleves and made them live in the stoplights so that the eleves could change the light. Also eleves were forced to live inside ATMs (which are actually little rooms stuffed with gold) and they were forced to hand out all the money.

Anon

When I was little I used to believe little gnomes lived in redlights and watched the traffic to know when to change the color.

A dreamer