Today, on my drive to work, I saw 3 license plate holders that really pissed me off. You ready?
“I’m not spoiled, my husband just loves me” Oh, good to know that you equate things with love, and that you apparently aren’t capable of buying things for yourself.
“My other car is a broomstick” Fantastic, one more woman who refers to herself as a “witch”
“Because I’m the princess, that’s why” Lovely, you’ve obviously never grown up.
Now here’s the thing–all three of these vehicles were driven by women, probably all in their 30′s & 40′s, and all dressed professionally (so I’m assuming on their way to work). And yet, all three of them had license plate holders that trivialized them as women.
Look, I have a sense of humor, I do (I promise!). But there’s something demeaning to me about all three of those being plastered on your car–and having those statements be what you give to the outside world. When we’re sitting in traffic, those license plate holders are the only thing that the world gets to know about you (besides what kind of car you drive)–and that’s what you choose?
I dunno, it’s very possible I’m overreacting what with the hormones and the uncomfortable and whatnot, but it’s just so infuriating to me when these are the sorts of statements that women use to announce themselves to the world. Whether they’re funny or not, you obviously think there’s some element of truth to them if you’re willing to put it on your car to be read by strangers, your coworkers in the parking lot at work, your family, your friends–and isn’t that kind of sad?
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I saw a lot more of those types of license plate holders when I lived in SoCal than I do here. Every time I saw one, I would roll my eyes for the exact same reason that you said. I mean, if you’re going to be a ditzy douchebagette, do you need to advertise it? Geez!
So does this mean I shouldn’t sit around my apartment surfing the net while wearing a tiara?
Ah, but that’s different isn’t it? First of all, I’d argue that you’re more of a queen than a princess
Secondly, it’s not the first thing you’re pronouncing to the outside world about yourself. In most instances, you’re enjoying your tiara in private, and not defining yourself by it to everyone on the road.