LP Sightings.

Most of you know by now how much I obsess over license plates.  I was driving back from lunch one day and pulled up behind this plate at a stop sign:  GOODTMS.  Loved it. There were a few cars ahead of that one so I was really tempted to get out of my car and ask the guy if I could get a picture of his license plate.  I wasn't fast enough.  The cars in front of him pulled out, and then he scooted out quickly behind them.  (The chase was on for me to get that picture.)

He drove past my office complex, where I would normally have turned into the parking lot, but I decided to just keep on driving behind him.  I figured I would follow him for a few more minutes and hope to get behind him at another stoplight, long enough to get a good picture.  I took this one with my phone and knew it wouldn't be that great, so I continued to hold my phone up - taking shot after shot.

Several blocks later, the corvette turned down a road by our Costco and I thought, Oh perfect!  He'll get out and I can get a good picture when he goes into the store.  But he didn't go into Costco.  He drove further down the road and turned into the parking lot of a Zion's Bank and I thought, Oh perfect!  I'll take a picture after he goes into the bank.  But he didn't get out of his car.  In fact, he pulled into a parking space, I pulled up right next to him and noticed that he was on his cell phone. He just sat there, talking.

Now, I totally would have gotten out and asked him if I could take a picture of his plate (which I have done) but I didn't want to be rude and interrupt his phone call, so I just sat in my car and waited.  Then, so as to not look too conspicuous, I grabbed my McDonald's bag (remember I was coming back from lunch) on the seat next to me, and decided to eat my lunch - all the while glancing at the guy next to me, waiting for him to get off his phone and/or walk into the bank. Neither of which he did.  Sigh.  Now what?

I had eaten my lunch and the guy was still on his phone.  Then I had the thought that as long as I was at the bank, I would go in and get some temporary checks (I was needing some temporary checks anyway).  That way the guy wouldn't think I was some crazy lunatic following him for some unbeknownst reason.

I got out, walked into the bank, and the guy drove away.

He totally DID think I was a crazy lunatic who was following him for some unbeknownst reason. (Do you think I fooled him when I got out of my car and walked into the bank though???)

Clearly, the worst case of my LP stalking yet ... dang.

Here are some more of my recent creative plate sightings:

(Maybe OCDGIRL applies to this SNZYGMA ... smile.)