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Edited on Tue Jul-20-04 04:36 PM by Bertha Venation
Someone FINALLY asked me, "What's that supposed to mean?!" in re my new bumper sticker that reads, "It takes more than a chrome fish, pal."
I asked him -- 60ish, stocky, angry -- "What does it mean to you, sir?"
He said (best I can recall) "That you godless liberals think you're better than everyone else!" and started walking away. Chicken.
I was surprised to get this -- the most vehement and most brainless reaction I could imagine -- in a hotel parking garage in Georgetown/Embassy Row/Hoity Toity Law Firm Central. Sounds more like what I'd hear in a Wal-Mart lot (if I shopped at Wal-Mart, which I don't).
I don't handle angry confrontation well, but I'd envisioned something coming from that bumper sticker, so I was kinda ready, even though I was shaking. I started talking and stood my ground, to make him stop walking away if he wanted to hear me.
I said, "That's not what I intend it to mean, not at all." Unfortunately, I expected to hear a sarcastic, "What DO you 'intend,' then?" That's not what I got. He said, "Intent is nothing, lady. The road to hell is paved with good intentions." :wtf: I debated with myself for a few seconds: should I introduce this guy to the concept of the non sequitur? I decided not to try to teach a pig to sing.
I just said, "You're free to think what you want. All I mean is it takes more than a little fish on your car to show you're a follower of Christ."
That shut him up, but I think it was only because he was trying to figure out what I was saying -- as if it struck some memory in him (like maybe the image of a Pharisee praying loudly on a streetcorner) and he couldn't quite pull it up.
Sigh.
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