Standing Out

I like to blend in. I was never the kind of person to be showy. I like to fly under the radar. Yesterday, I brought my car into the body shop to repair the bumper that was rear ended a week ago. I was given a rental car until my car is returned to me. I was escorted to the parking lot to see the car. It was bright red. Not the maroon red that is common. The bright red that is like a fire engine. You cannot miss this car on the road. It stands out as if it has a beam shining on it. There used to be a joke that police stop red cars more than any other colors. Maybe it is because any person that willingly buys a car this color must want attention.