This morning, as I was in line to exit the drive-through where parents drop kids off for school, the driver of the car in front of me got out and sprinted in my direction. My first thought was she was going to tell me a brake light was out, or something to that effect, as she had been in the loop first and at some point was behind me.
Anyway, there I was, glad I had put a baseball cap over my bed head, and was wearing actual clothes instead of a coat over pajamas, when I saw a small book in her hand and felt my warning hackles rise a little. I do live in conservative-ville, where people think hypnosis is how I steal souls for the devil. The strangers I see regularly in my day-to-day activities invite me to attend church with them, and after I say no, they never smile and wave again. If this woman was going to invite me to ‘worship’ with her, it would be my first drive-by invitation.
She got close enough that there was no mistaking she wanted to talk to me and I let the window down, trying out a good morning smile. She thanked me for having a Human Rights Campaign sticker on the back of my car. It’s a blue equal sign, and it’s on the back window so it can’t be missed. Now, all too aware of my coffee breath, I nodded, smiled and said something along the lines of “Sure thing. Thank you.” She fast walked back to her car and I’ve been happily stunned ever since, imagining this town populated with people who believe in equal rights for all.
I have seen other cars sporting the sticker here, it’s rare, and one time I was so thrilled to spot one, I honked and waved. Sure that driver probably thought I was high, and had mistaken them for a brownie, but I had to show my solidarity. Today I was on the receiving end of that same idea and it felt good. Happy Wednesday.