I was at Sonic waiting for my "blast" (or whatever they call the ice cream-like crap they serve with candy mixed in). Next to me was a young man in his Lexus. He studied the car for 2 minutes and then drove off (this is not the funny part). Then an old lady pulled in a Honda CRV and I mean OLD!!! Looked too old to be driving...she looked the Jeep up and down as she waited for her order. She couldn't stop looking at...I was laughing the whole time but I'm still not sure of she liked it, hated it, or was just mesmerized by the shiny wheels which caused a momentary loss of lucidity???

I was at Sonic waiting for my "blast" (or whatever they call the ice cream-like crap they serve with candy mixed in). Next to me was a young man in his Lexus. He studied the car for 2 minutes and then drove off (this is not the funny part). Then an old lady pulled in a Honda CRV and I mean OLD!!! Looked too old to be driving...she looked the Jeep up and down as she waited for her order. She couldn't stop looking at...I was laughing the whole time but I'm still not sure of she liked it, hated it, or was just mesmerized by the shiny wheels which caused a momentary loss of lucidity???

She was "mean-mugging"; you know, giving you the stare down. She wanted to line up, and because you did not reciprocate, the mental victory goes to her.

I wasn't gonna line up until I had my ice cream-like treat :) I'll give the old bag that victory...