Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Magic Eraser Saves

So the neighbor Sis and I have been friends with since grade school relayed the following story to us about what happened to her one and only bumper sticker that reads:

"Partnership for a God-Free America"

Simple. Elegant. Blunt. Black with reversed-out white lettering. Not even very large. On the back of an old Geo Metro.

So T is out a few months ago, with her husband J and infant son E in the car. A couple of tourists from the Northside pull up next to their car in a shiny, late model Mercedes-Benz (white with cream leather interior). The lady in the passenger seat loses it. She makes a motion at them pointing to the back of their car with one hand and shaking her other finger in a "no-no"/sour face combo. T leans out the window and says something in her understated sublty sarcastic way: "Hey, free country, lady."

Lady screams back, "This is a Christian Nation, and you are going to be sorry. I hope you're not raising that baby that way."

J smirks at her and says, "Why yes we are. We don't believe in child abuse."

This incites the lady in a rabid gnashing of her teeth (dentures?), "You are all going to HELL! You are all going to burn in the PIT! Both of you are dammned, and so is that baby."

At which point T just smiled and said, "Hey, watch the language around the kid. Do you talk to your god that way?" The light turned green and they drove off, giggling. Onward you poor Christian martyrs in your Benzes.

So fast forward a few months and T starts working for a large corporation downtown, where she is offered free parking in the massive employee lot, side-by-side with about 1,000 of her co-workers. She comes out of work one day to see someone has taken a black ball point pen and very carefully colored in the "free" part of her bumper sticker.

Sigh. Typical. So she comes home and proceeds to attempt to wash it off with soap, lighter fluid, and grease cutter. Nothing works. She looks under the sink and finds a magic eraser. Those microfibers cut right through the ballpoint ink and her sticker is better-than-new in 30 seconds.

I could make all kinds of parable-like statements about science defeating misguided beliefs, but I'll just let you do that yourselves.

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