I took a daytrip to Ocean City, New Jersey yesterday. More about that later. Anyway…I’m driving up I-95 to Delaware when I see a shiny silver Toyota SUV up ahead, with a bunch of soap lettering all over its windows.<\/p>\n
Aha<\/em>…thinks I…someone had a wedding<\/em>. Well…not exactly. As got closer I was able to read some of it…the part that was on my side…<\/p>\n Wow…Just Wow!<\/strong><\/p>\n You Jerks! <\/strong><\/p>\n I Need Better Friends!<\/strong><\/p>\n I was in the far left lane and the SUV was in the middle lane. I tempted to slow down and get in the right hand lane to see what was written on the other side, but thought better of it, and just kept on going.<\/p>\n I’ve been trying to figure out that SUV’s story ever since. I can see getting pissed off at your friends. But covering your car with it too? You don’t just drive up to a friends house, honk the horn and wait for them to come to the window and see I Need Better Friends<\/strong>. Do you? <\/p>\n Who are those messages for really? Why on the car and not somewhere else? Did he actually put those words on his car for his friends to see, or was it more like a scream at the whole wide world? Or was the SUV owned by a friend he was pissed off at, and he scribbled his anger all over it? I tend to doubt that because it was being driven on the Interstate with all the other traffic going to Delaware and possibly the beach and it wasn’t paint it was soap which could easily come off in the wash. I don’t think the driver was in any hurry to wash any of it off, which is why I think he was the one who put it there. Another detail is that the words weren’t on the front windshield or driver’s or passenger’s side windows. Only the back windows. But…why make your own car bear that message? \n<\/p>\n I reckon I’ll never know. But I’ll be thinking about it for a while. I know what it is to want to just want to shout at the top of my lungs I Need Better Friends<\/strong>! I could have made that a bumper sticker after Bush weaseled out a second term with the help of a few (ex) friend’s votes. Nobody breaks your heart the way friends can.\n<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I took a daytrip to Ocean City, New Jersey yesterday. More about that later. Anyway…I’m driving up I-95 to Delaware when I see a shiny silver Toyota SUV up ahead, with a bunch of soap lettering all over its windows. Aha…thinks I…someone had a wedding. Well…not exactly. As got closer I was able to read […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1529","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1529","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1529"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1529\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1529"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1529"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1529"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}