do UMISSME (now that I'm gone?)

A few days ago, my friend Allan told me to start a blog to make things go by a little quicker at work (I've been here a week and a half...) and I thought about it and decided it wasn't really worth it until I actually had something to write about. Well, new friends, now I do. So without delay, welcome to my first blog post.

My commute to work can be tedious. As I was sitting stationary on the ramp to the highway this morning, a Nissan cut me off. Whatever, I was going to let him in regardless. My eyes drifted over his car, down to his license plate, and lo and behold, screaming out at me was "UMISSME"

"Huh." I thought. "That's a little weird." I could see something red at the bottom of the plate but as I had an opportunity to switch lanes and move faster than 25 mph, I took it and didn't catch what the sticker said. However, Mr. Nissan also saw the opportunity and cut me off...again. "UMISSME..." I tried to give this guy the benefit of the doubt. I really did. Perhaps he was a proud graduate of the University of Mississippi. Maybe he was a ghost, come back to earth to hoping one of his family memebers happened to be going south on 83 and REALLY freak them out. Then two things happened. I stopped dead again, and saw that the little red sticker had the word "now?" Then i pulled along side him. He was sitting in the car, collar jauntily popped, doing something I can only describe as bopping, probably to music along the lines of the OAR/Fall Out Boy/I circle jerk in my free time variety. (I should point out that I like both OAR and Fall Out Boy but I don't pop my collar or participate in circle jerks and therefore I am a better fan than Fratty Fratterson and his Nissan)

So. I'm left with one huge tool of a manboy wondering what some girl POSSIBLY could have done to incur the wrath of a UMISSME+Now? vanity plate. It would seem to me like that statement is just another way to say "you didn't know how good you had it, girl." I feel confident enough to make my next statement without ever having met the man behind the wheel or the girl behind the license plate: I'm pretty sure she knew EXACTLY what she had. It's why she no longer has it. You go girl.