Joan had some "home chores" that she wanted to do today, so I was on my own for some riding. At a stoplight, a car pulled up next to me and the teenage kid at the passenger window said, "Nice hog!" while snickering.
I said, "I've had a bunch of Harleys, kid - this thing will smoke 'em!"
"No. But it does everything I need. Bet you wish you had one instead of having to ride with someone else?"
The light turned green. He didn't say anything else as they sped off.
I stopped at the Post Office to pick up our forwarded mail. When I came out to the bike, there was an older gentleman in the car next to me. As I popped open the seat, he said, "I was wondering where you were going to put all that mail - that's pretty neat."
"Yep, it's handy."
I definitely liked the old guy better than the kid. ;-)