While cleaning out my room this summer I came across my sticker collection. I used to collect stickers like crazy. So I had a lot of stickers in this box I found. But I never stuck them on anything and I felt they were being wasted. In a moment of sheer genius I had the idea of putting said stickers all over my car. Afraid I wasn’t considering all potential consequences of putting stickers on my car, I decided to tell my mother of my plan. Of course she says to me “don’t you DARE put stickers on your car.” Well, of course now I wanted to put the stickers on even more. But, I was still feeling that there was a potential consequence being over-looked. So I told her that I would listen to reason if she had a good argument as to why I shouldn’t put stickers on my car. To this serious request for insight she responds “because that's not what stickers are for.”
And so has begun the process of stickering my car. The process is nowhere near complete. What scares me is that I started stickering about three weeks ago and it has not rained at all since I started stickering. So I’m on the edge of my seat wondering what will happen when the inevitable day comes. In the meanwhile it’s great watching peoples reactions to my car as I drive around. I’ve been getting some smiles, some thumbs up, and some other friendly glances. Glad I can provide amusement. However, I guess I can no longer use Lucille as a getaway vehicle. After that car! It’s the one with the stickers! I can’t hide. I guess there IS a consequence…
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