Well I started a new job about a month ago and the head chef is a real doucher type and has the higher than life personality.
One night he had a few drinks and asked for a ride after work and I said sure. As we walk over to my car, things went like this:
Him: is it that one with the wing on it
M: you're not really a car guy are ya haha
H: is this one of those mitsu things?
M: kind of, it's a Subaru.
H: comments on the invidia n1 and confused when I say it's a 4 banger.
Then we start driving along. (Winter snowyish roads)
H: you drift this thing?
M: I guess sometimes in the snow.
M: the engine is stone cold...no
H: is it 4 wheel drive
M: ya it's awd
Then proceeds to tell me he has an old rusty stang with a $25g paint job and is now worth $80g. I just went along with it.
Car finally warmed up and we were at a dry approach so I fed him a little boost.
H: holy S**T! I had no idea. I just about s**t my pants.
Made my night. Now he treats me with more respect than anyone at work. It's hilarious how much just that changed his attitude.