COLOR ME INSCENSED. . .

Oh, and on my way back from Wendy's a few minutes ago, I was at a looong stoplight. There was a car behind me with a small child and adult. The child pointed toward me, and I searched for any signs of familiarity. Nope.

Then, the two made the sign of the cross! They were *praying* for me. Just another perk of having an HRC sticker in my window.

I think the thing that pisses me off is, didn't that child's parents teach him it's rude to point? I'm not sure what Miss Manners says about praying for someone's eternal soul rotting in hell, but I'm pretty sure that's considered a social faux pas, too.