My husband and I went out for breakfast one day this week. There\u2019s a little hole-in-the-strip mall that I like because I can get a half-order of sausage gravy and biscuit. He can\u2019t have eggs benedict but his back up Western omelet choice is perfectly serviceable. There are only seven tables and a counter. Two grandmas were at a table and two at the counter were swiveled on their stools chatting with them. We took a table and ordered. Toward the end of our meal, a couple came in. Her love of the sun was reflected in her leathered face. Hair too long for her age and cheaply dyed blonde, she wore flip flops, cutoffs, and t-shirt with sleeves removed. He was completely bald. Her sported tattoos that covered arms and legs. He was stocky, the skin on his face seemed stretched tight. They looked like Trumpers to me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Today, I was sporting my \u201cLiterally Anyone Else in 2020\u201d shirt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As Jim was paying our check, I stood and turned just enough to let them see it. She said to him, \u201cI need her shirt.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cExcuse me,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI said I needed your shirt and you need my bumper sticker. I agree with you. He has got to go. I have the green Honda out there\u2026I swear to God, I\u2019ve never had a bumper sticker but I got that one.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The man had a big smile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI was folding t-shirts this morning and figured out that instead of organizing them by color, I\u2019m going to organize by messaging: Yoga, Generally Funny and Trump.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We were all smiling now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYeah,\u201d she said, \u201cyou can choose depending on the level of angst from whatever crazy thing he\u2019s done.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We wished them good breakfast, they wished us a good day and we departed. Her bumper sticker: The big, bloated baby Trump with the text: Deranged Donald.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The takeaway lesson: I am biased. I took one look at them and judged. I didn\u2019t even know I was like that. From now on, I won\u2019t do that, unless they are waving a flag\u2026or wearing a t-shirt.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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