I was at the grocery store today when I spotted the newest thing in "stick figure families," those ridiculous decals that people put on the windows of their vehicles.
These figures had names.
Okay, so the adult figures were simply "Mom" and "Dad." But each of the three children was identified by name, along with the appropriate interests: one was a hockey player, one a dancer, and one was a baby still in diapers.
So let me guess what would happen if I walked up to said family in the store and said, "Hey, Jimmy, how's hockey going? Say, Emma, how are you doing in ballet class?" And I'm a woman. Imagine a man doing that.
C'mon, people, think. You worry about your children, you tell them not to talk to strangers, you drive them everywhere so they'll be safe, and then you tell the whole world their names and what they like to do? (I've even seen one where the child figures had their ages under them.) There's cute, and then there's dumb. Guess which one this is.
