The demented senior citizens who live next to me have a license plate frame on their car which, with six simple words, conveys everything that’s wrong with the world today.
It says: “BACK OFF! Our granddaughter’s a lawyer.”
I’m sure this granddaughter is a wonderful attorney and they have every right to be proud of her. But c’mon, J.D.s are about as rare as air molecules. And based on the location of this prideful proclamation, I can only assume she’s a personal injury attorney. Larry H. Parker without the Y chromosome.
Not that I’m letting it get to me, of course.
My car, on the other hand, has a very boring license plate frame. I think it says “Tustin Mitsubishi”, but I’m not even sure. I’d like to come up with something a bit more apropos to the glaring threat that eminates from Grandma and Grandpa Lawsuit’s ride. Perhaps “Lawyers suck”. Or “Back off! Or my neighbors will sue… me”.