[mschuep]

Ok, so maybe I am a little anal, but some things just push my buttons. A co-worker of mine is clueless about cars in general, and what they mean to me, and I'm guessing most of you. He knows that I love my cars, especially the Porsche. Maybe that is why he feels the need to comment.

Besides the oddball comment here and there about how he ran his car without oil for a while, and the fact that he bought a new car 6 months ago without attempting to sell or fix the other one, and just lets it sit outside without ever moving it because it needs new "brakes" ($60 set of pads I'm sure)...there are a few things that really get to me

When I take the 911 to work on nice days he always grins and says "got the porsh today, nice"....porsh

I kid you not, twice he has asked me, "that's Italian, right?"...italian

The other day he came in from a site visit and said, "yeah, the guy had a porsh, it was a newer one, I think it was a boxer"...porsh boxer, didn't know he was still fighting

The kicker comment was about a week ago... we were going on a site visit together, he was running a little late and said, "You don't mind if I eat in your car, do you?"

"Yes." I calmly replied, thinking to myself, 'yes, I do mind if you eat your slimy double-decker pb&j in my beloved 1985, Porsche 911, Carrera Targa, you clueless mofo' you.'

ahhh, I feel better already