Bumper Stickers
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Last week I stopped by the grocery store in the late afternoon for something—anything—for dinner. I pulled into my parking spot and right away noticed the bumper stickers on the car next to mine.
“I PRAY. GET USED TO IT,” said one.
Interesting, I thought to myself. I’d never seen that one before. A little edgy maybe? No caffeine this morning?
The other said, “IN CASE OF RAPTURE THIS CAR WILL BE UNMANNED.”
Now that one I’d seen before. Pretty clever, I thought.
After I finished my shopping, I came back to find that the owner of the car with the bumper stickers had gotten whatever it was she needed and was sitting in the front seat. A newly lit cigarette dangled from one hand while, with the other hand, she was scratching off a newly-purchased lottery ticket.
Oh, the things I notice!
“I PRAY. GET USED TO IT,” said one.
Interesting, I thought to myself. I’d never seen that one before. A little edgy maybe? No caffeine this morning?
The other said, “IN CASE OF RAPTURE THIS CAR WILL BE UNMANNED.”
Now that one I’d seen before. Pretty clever, I thought.
After I finished my shopping, I came back to find that the owner of the car with the bumper stickers had gotten whatever it was she needed and was sitting in the front seat. A newly lit cigarette dangled from one hand while, with the other hand, she was scratching off a newly-purchased lottery ticket.
Oh, the things I notice!
