Wednesday, June 29, 2005
One funny thing you see when living in the south, particularly Charlotte, is the number of Nascar driver wannabees. Now, I'm not just talking about speeding. I'm talking about bumper stickers. Driving to work this morning I saw this one car, the trunk and bumper completely covered in Nascar themed bumper stickers. It's like he was trying to make his little pontiac look a street worthy race car. He failed miserably. The icing on the cake was the chubby little man sitting behind the steering wheel, wife-beater shirt on, trucker's cap perched on the top of his head, cigarette hanging from the side of his mouth. Mardi Gras beads hanging in the window completed the picture. I laughed the rest of the way to work.