I’ve been trying to work out why those stick figure families that people plaster on their car’s rear window shit me so much. It’s not that I don’t care about their family – I mean, I don’t, but that’s not what’s annoying me. I think it’s that they’re all so one dimensional and limited.
There are only a handful of choices. As a man you can have glasses and a laptop or some dumbbells, or a barbeque. A woman can have glasses and a laptop (again), some shopping bags or a small dog. Kids are pretty much limited to sports equipment or pets.
That’s it. Who on earth would feel happy about displaying their monochrome selves in this way? Even the world’s most boring Neville has more than one string to his bow – maybe he likes doing tax returns while wearing glasses, BUT ALSO likes lifting weights. Or shopping. Or macramé.
If you had the choice of advertising yourself to the world via your back windscreen, WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU TELL PEOPLE HOW MUCH YOU LIKE SHOPPING? Why would you use your back windscreen at all?