Owned an Audi for 7 years. Not a single girl ever flagged me down to talk about it.
Day 1 of owning a weird little electric Mazda MX-30 and two girls start asking me questions about it at a red light.
Maybe I’ve been buying the wrong cars.
When I’m polite, patient, and cooperative with customer support, I rarely get what I need.
When I become the worst customer they’ve dealt with all week, suddenly every problem gets solved and I get extra concessions.
Being reasonable is punished and being a menace is rewarded.