Xander ,'Lessons'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
The obviousness and impenetrability of the guy's cluelessness was gobsmacking.
Seriously. I told this guy flat out. "That, right there, is a big part of the problem. I am not your mother. I am not your aunt. I am a customer. Do not treat me like anything else." but I know he didn't and wouldn't get it.
When we go car shopping for me, the salesguys always start with "What color car do you want?"
I yelled at a saleswoman for starting with that question. I told her, "I don't even know if I like the car yet. How do I know what color I would like. I'm here for a test drive."
But clearly you're a girl, and you should want a pink car.
My most important criteria is an engine with enough pickup to help me navigate the freeways here, but they somehow don't expect that.
PINK!
But clearly you're a girl, and you should want a pink car.
My most important criteria is an engine with enough pickup to help me navigate the freeways here, but they somehow don't expect that.
I also don't understand why one automatically rules out the other.
One of the reasons I bought my car is that it is very very pretty. (Robin's WBB confirmed once that it was a total chick car).
One of the other reasons is that it goes 85 without much effort at all.
I know when *I* buy a car, I just want 3 things:
(1) It makes me look pretty;
(2) It complements my eyes; and
(3) It doesn't make my butt look big.
And Teppy's number 3 is the real, untold reason soccer moms favor mini-vans.
I wanted a V6 engine. Period.
But I demand that my cars should be dark blue.
the vehicle all the girls want: [link]
oh no no no.