|borrowed from the Internet|
A letter arrived yesterday inviting my husband to come and see the new Honda CR-V coming out shortly. Ok, they used the wrong title calling him 'Mr.' while the correct title should be 'Professor' (VERY important these things around here...) and also misspelling our surname, but we are very used to that so I don't get upset about that anymore.
We are not looking for a new car, but the invitation came from the local Honda dealer/garage I had recently taken the car for its annual service to. We used to take the car for service to the garage were we bought it, but this garage is about 45 minutes away from our house. I therefore thought it was much more efficient use of time to use the local Honda dealer's garage instead. The service was efficient and good, so we are good for another year.
However, the key fact relating to the letter is that I had booked and taken the car to the service. My husband was not involved in this arrangement at all...
But HE is the one that gets the invitation to come and view the new car (in the hope that they can tempt him to buy a new car, obviously)...
Now, that is assuming that the decision for a new car lies with a person they have not met nor do they know if he exists... And completely ignoring ME - their actual customer! And I watch Top Gear and everything (Ok, generally forced to when The Professor and Our Boy takes control over the remote...)
I would say I am a victim of gender stereotyping here!
And besides, how would they know whether he could choose the right colour or not...