There is actually a guy around here with a Corvette that threw a tantrum because he didn't win best Corvette at a show. He marched past us and went and sat in his car and just stared out the windshield. I've never seen anything quite like it. Best part was when he won ANOTHER class at the same show a few minutes later and someone had to get get Mr. Pouty out of his car. As he walked by I said, "It's gonna be okay now. Go get your paw-paw!"
What he needs to do is give each one of those trophies to the people that actually WORKED on his car. I just don't get how you can have so much pride.
