If you have money, does that mean you should drive a flashy car?

Pumpkin brought lunch to my office to share on my break.  Somehow the conversation very abruptly turned to my dad.  I don't even know how, I just know the next asinine thing to come out of Pumpkin's mouth was "Your Dad's car is the reason he can't pick up women.  If he wanted to pick up women he should drive a nicer car"

What's wrong with a Toyota Camry?  Fully loaded, leather seats, sun roof ... and it's paid for.

So I ask Pumpkin "Does it really matter what he drives?  Seriously, if a woman is only attracted to him by the car he drives then that's not the right type of woman for my dad"

"Yeah, but he's like 100 years old."

"He's barely in his 50's!  And he's a good looking 50 year old at that"

Pumpkin then goes on about how he should drive a better car, like a Mercedes, or a BMW ... something flashy.  He continues that my dad is flashy ... because he wears a Rolex.  So he's just throwing it around to people that he has money, so he needs to drive a better car.

Again I ask "What's wrong with a 35,000 dollar car?  You're saying he can't pick up women until he buys a 50 or 60 thousand dollar car?"

"Exactly, like a Beemer or a Benz"

I get up from the table, grab the bottle of water and retort "You're stupid" as I walk off.

Pumpkin cries out "Kindra, what?!  Don't get mad"

I'm not mad you idiot, I'm just annoyed by your ignorance.

He follows me going on and on about having to have a nice car to pick up women and how if my Dad has money, why doesn't he drive a nicer car.  I ask him "So since I drive a Toyota Corolla, I can't get a guy?" and he replies "Well, no we aren't talking about me."

By now we are at the elevator, as we wait for it, then ride it up to my floor I reply "Listen, that's the great thing about having money.  You can drive whatever you want.  Hell, you can drive a 1968 Beetle if that's your fancy.  If you want to drive a Toyota Camry you can, because that's what you like.  He likes his Toyota Camry, so that's what he drives"

"Well he'd keep women around longer if he drove something better"

"He was with Alicia for 13 years and most of those years he drove a crappy JEEP Wagoneer!"

"Well, he probably still be with her if he'd of bought a better car"

The elevator opens to my floor I step out, Pumpkin yells after me "Come on!  Don't be mad, you know I'm right"  I reply "Thanks for lunch" and walk away rolling my eyes.

Now you all understand why I had to look up asinine.  My boyfriend is asinine.