Citrus, Creme & the Avon Lady
Saw two decent plates this morning. One was on a convertible (looked very new with sharp cornered edges, but I did not get the make or model). It had a light metallic green paint job with the color appropriate plate LIMELIFE. Cute.
A few minutes later I caight site of an equally new looking Corvette with an otherwise hideous orangey/burnt umber paint job, though the plate made the color seem okay, if not exactly cool: CREMSICL.
Then some dimwit pulled out in front of me from a side street. I was doing 65 on cruise control with only one car behind me, but apparently she couldn’t wait. So in about 200 feet I had to go from 65 to 0 (yes, I was stopped dead on the Taconic). Right about then, when my heart stopped pounding, I was very happy about our brand new car with the brand new brakes. Funny thing , the pos Oldsmo-buick that pulled out had a huge…thing on the trunk. It was like a bumper sticker only about six times bigger. Sky blue with a big logo: Avon.
So, when I laid on the horn and she threw me the bird I muttered aloud, “Wow, the Avon lady just flipped me off.”