Today after church, I stopped at a local eating establishment to get lunch. On my way home from there, at one of the stoplights in town (of four), one of my fellow parishioners pulled his car within inches of our car and yelled through both of our open windows:
“So you still have that Obama sticker on your car?”
I was so shocked by someone parked inches from my car at an intersection that all I could say was:
Or something similarly short and to the point.
The Obama sticker to which he was referring was one we put on our car for the 2008 campaign.
I think this all stems from that time that he saw my wife and me at a county Democratic Party celebration in another local eating establishment after Obama won. I have a feeling it upset his Catholicity that we supported Obama.
Regardless, I don’t think I would have pulled beside his car at a stoplight and yelled through open windows to him:
“So you still have that McCain/Palin sticker on your car?”
The thing about it that sort of irks me was that he also gave me a shit-eating grin, which to be honest, I think I should have been wearing the shit-eating grin since it was MY guy who won and his hermaphroditic abomination of a ticket who lost (if it really irked me, I would have used the word “fuck” and not just in quotation marks).
All this to say that today I’m going to be looking for my “Obama in 2012” bumper sticker to get geared up for the next round to make sure that crazy woman doesn’t get in the White House (one crazy woman even near the White House is good enough for me).
You betcha your ass I am.