Fun with vanity license plates.

So Anne and I are driving back from Sam’s Club earlier when I happen to notice that the car in front of us has a vanity plate that reads SLOTDOC. I ponder what this could possibly mean for a moment and then turn to Anne and say:

ME: Do you think the guy in front of us is a gynecologist?
ANNE: What makes you think that?
ME: His license plate.
ANNE: *reads license plate* Ewwwwww!

ME: *after a little more thought* I suppose he could fix slot machines for a living.

Yeah, that’s possible, but I think my first thought was funnier.

5 thoughts on “Fun with vanity license plates.

  1. So I’m really thinking of Seinfeld now…Assman, Slotdoc, it’s all the same.  However, I don’t ever, ever, ever want to go to a gynecologist who has that license plate.  It’s nice to have a sense of humor about what you do, but ugh!

  2. Wow. I’m really surprised at how much attention this entry has gotten. I always expect my big rants to get lots of attention, but it seems my short and silly entries get all the link lovin’.

    There’s a lesson to be learned here, but somehow I don’t think it has anything to do with cream pies as I first suspected…

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