"Like my shirt?" I asked him.
"Yes, it's very nice."
"Doesn't it bother you?"
"Why should it?"
"Well, it's a Ford shirt, and you work for GM."
"Yes, but we're in the car business, not the shirt business."
Ah-ha! An excellent point. Wise beyond his years, my father is sometimes.... Still, I like my Ford shirt. My dad never gets me nifty GM giveaways.