Yesterday, as I was driving home from picking up the Pea, I came up behind a white pick-up truck. This was a nice looking truck, not a beat up work truck. It had some black vinyl letters across the back of the tail gate, in a fancy script, that as I got closer I was able to read.
"No Flinging Poo"
At first I laughed, but then I was kind of perplexed, it got me thinking.
The owner of this vehicle went to some lengths to put this on the truck. This wasn't a "wash me" written in the dirt, or a bumper sticker. These were cut vinyl, which I know, from my brief stint working at a sign shop, take some effort, planning, and money. WHY?
We live in a fairly rural area in NC, but NEVER in all my years here have I ever encountered any one flinging poo. Matter of fact the only time I have ever witnessed it at all was in the monkey habitat at the zoo, and as far as I know, monkeys can't read, so making a sign would be a waste of time.
Was this some sort of metaphor or inside joke?
I dunno...but I thought I would share...and in case any of you have encountered so much flinging of poo that you felt you needed a sign, on your vehicle, in big, bold, black, letters I feel for ya...I'm sorry. I must live a rather blessed life cuz I have just never felt the need.
Monday, October 17, 2011
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