I was following a car with My Family stickers today. I’m sure you can imagine it. Those stupid things are everywhere. But just in case that is a sample above. Little squiggly line drawings of your family. Custom designed for you to proudly display on your car.
Gag. Now my obvious annoyance with this probably comes from the fact that it is a little wanky to just have me and Hubby on a my family sticker. Boo to that. But I’m not sure that even if I did have a large family, four cats and nine dogs whether I would plaster them over the back of my car. But if you have them. Don’t go freaking out. I don’t hate your guts. Promise.
Anyway. That isn’t the point.
My point is I had just come from showing a newly single Dad of two a unit. And it made me wonder, what happens to that my family sticker when the parents get a divorce or the dog dies. I don’t know about you but I have this mental picture of an angry soon to be ex spouse out there with an egg flip scrapping the offending spouse of the car.
I bet that is what happens. Sticker carnage.
Or when there is an argument in the house. Them peeling it off and moving it to the other side of the car window. Make it clear to the offending party that they are in the dog house. That would be entirely dependent on if they are decal like and movable. I really hope they are. It would be way more fun.
Come to think of it. This sticker family thing is growing on me. Bah! NOT.
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