was in one of the female friendly clothes shops (shudder) waiting for the missus.
I was sat on a bench and an equally p~ssed off husband comes and sits next to me - chat goes along the lines of...............bloody women.......and why don't more shops provide these bloke friendly seats etc, eventually (inevitably) the talk turns to cars - so he asks what I drive - to which I answer a "Nissan 370Z" - his reply "oh, I know, they've got one of those massive engines in haven't they, "yup" I reply, he then follows up - "one of those big 4x4's isn't it................"