In Loving Memory of the RIP Sticker

Okay, here’s something I just don’t understand

RIP decals on the car window in tribute to a deceased Hector or Juan, Spanky, Janice or whomever?

I mean “RIP Daddy” is super thoughtful and says that you did in fact love your father.  But the spandex and bippy top we see as you step out of your car says that your love may not have been reciprocated.

I’m seeing them on car windows more and more these days and I don’t, for the life of me (oh, uh, that was real tacky word choice), understand why people think it’s endearing to pay tribute to their relative, friend or pet by slapping the name of their deceased loved one on the back of their bird-pooped, dirty car window.

Furthermore, when said RIP decal begins to peel from the back of your ’86 Chevy Nova, looking more like a sun-parched gecko begging for its last breath, then I think it’s actually time for that sticker to RIP.

I’m sure it’s also super fun to put those cute stick-figure family member stickers on your rear windshield but my guess is it’s a lot less enjoyable when you have to take one off?

My first car was a super sexy Datsun Station wagon with wood side paneling.  It was covered with Jesus Saves stickers my mom purchased down at the Calvary Chapel tent revivals.

I’m pretty sure the only message that sticker sent was “Jesus needs to save his money and buy a new car…or take that one to heaven!”

RIP Jesus Wagon (and bumper stickers)