Aw crap. First I find out that my previous miata race cars were girly, and now I find out that I bought a boxster because of my lack of large man-hood. At least now I can try to pick up girls (just gotta ditch the wife first, 'cause the damn car only has 2 seats! what a POS!)
Life is too short to listen to bozos, unless they're signing your paychecks then you call them 'clients'.
