Heard, today, while telling a cranky woman that she had to go into a branch to change her name to her preferred "Ginny" over "Virginia" on her statement:
"Well. That's just insane. My Beemer is in the shop, and if you think I'm walking there, uh-uh. It's way too humid for that. I just can't believe the inconvenience!"
I think this "Beemer" owner probably hung up feeling relieved, as she had more than likely been waiting for such an opportunity to let someone know that she was, in fact, finally an owner of those coveted BMWs for some time, and that that alone was reason enough to treat her as though she were presenting herself to be some kind of respectable human being. I don't think I would have heard: "My Toyota Corrola is in the shop; I can't make it to the branch. You're all a bunch of incompetent assclowns."
...Which reminds me of a joke:
Q: What is the difference between a porcupine and a BMW?
A: The porcupine has its pricks on the outside.
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The follow up joke is:
What's the difference between a BMW and a Volkswagen?
The prick on the inside doesn't make six figures.
Try it both jokes next time you inside your friends Jetta!
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