Automotive Gears

You know what really grinds my gears?

Crappy convertibles.

Why have a convertible if it people are going to laugh at your car? Mrs. N-B and I saw a '92 Cavalier convertible this weekend, and it really ground my gears.

I understand that there's a great draw to feeling the wind blow through your toupee while you sing along to Jon Secada's greatest hit(s?), but really -- shouldn't there be a limit to the ridicule you're willing to endure?