Back when the Pontiac Aztek came out, my neighbor a couple of doors down wanted one, and ended up buying one from the dealership where I was assigned at the time. He drove us to golf the next weekend, and stopped for gas. While he was filling up, someone asked him where he had won the car. He replied that he’d bought it, and the guy who had asked just shook his head, and got back into his car without saying a word. In the moment, it was maybe the meanest thing I’d ever seen one person say to another about their car.