Why don't you drive a Mazda?

I got my oil changed today. Actually, I got my oil change, gas, and a car wash so it was a big automotive day. As usual, its been like 5 months since my last oil change (and only about 1500 miles).

After what seemed like hours of intense labor on my car by a cheerful young man, a surly boomer man, and a reasonably attractive woman (well, reasonable considered she is attired like a grease monkey. I've got no problem with grease monkeys- well lubed is all good by me, however blue overalls and sweat rarely are what I could consider "attractive"), the latter asks me point blank, "Why Don't you drive a Mazda?".

I'm shocked of course. I never thought about it before. I mean, why don't I drive a Mazda? My 1989 blue tempo with 110,403 miles on it is a good car, but why not a MAZDA. Then my brain reactivates itself and asks the woman a question I'm dying to know the answer to:

"Why would I drive a Mazda?"

She thinks I'm being a jerk. She falters for a second before coming back with "Well, thats your name, right?".

I think I'll be sticking with my tempo for awhile.