Happy Friday, awesome readers!
So yesterday I was minding my own business while driving to the nearest coffee shop (also known as one of my favourite places to write), when I saw something that made me do a double take.
Just in case you’re reading this from a remote country where English is not your first language (because according to Analytics I’ve been getting a lot of readers from remote countries lately), when I say “double take”, imagine a cartoon character that swings her head back and forth at such velocity that the earth trembles a little.
So what did I see that had such an effect on me that I pulled a tiny muscle in that part of my neck behind my right ear?
Before I get to that, I just want to make something clear …
If you know me in real life or even if you know me virtually and have spent more than four seconds “engaging” with me, you know that I’m a live-and-let-live kinda gal. To me, “judging” is something that should be done by people who graduate from law school.
PS. I did not graduate from law school.
Now that we’re clear on that, I’m ready to share what made me do a double take:
Watch out cuz here’s the part where I get opinionated
CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS?!!
This is pornography on a public vehicle . . . where KIDS CAN SEE IT.
Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.
I should also mention (because if I don’t my friend, Jenn, will call me on it) that the vehicle this little artwork was on belonged to a SMALL BUSINESS.
So I’m imagining . . .
It’s 3:15 p.m. and said vehicle is parked on a residential street. All good so far, right? Until the bell in the elementary school down the street rings to let out all the young kids and YOUR CHILD WALKS BY SAID VEHICLE.
I’m not yelling. Just trying to make a point. (Am I getting through?)
And even MORE opinionatedness
Here’s what I’m thinking:
The dude who belongs to this piece of artwork is a piece of artwork himself. In an unflattering kind of way.
Dear Mr. Piece of Artwork:
Let’s jump into the future for a minute, shall we?
So you’ve succeeded. You’ve “made your family” and you’re driving your sweet (innocent) child to school when all of a sudden you come up to a red light and what do you see on the car in front of you?
Ahhhhh not so funny now is it?
Admittedly, I was a little lost in processing-mode yesterday. But know this: If I ever come across your piece-of-artwork-ass again (and I will, this is a small town), know that I will be as blatantly bold in my opinion as you are in your display of tactless car pornography.
Consider yourself warned.