Vintage Wheels

Every time I tell my date I collect vintage wheels, it always goes like this:

Why didn't you roll up in it?

It's in the shop.

Can you take me for a ride?

Not really. It's a one-seater.

Can I see pictures of it?

I sigh and show them. The reactions are all the same:

You must be joking.

I'm not.

Seriously?

I'm serious.

You lied to me!

No I didn't!

Afterwards I pay for dinner and never see them again.

It's not my fault though.

I told them it was a one-seater.

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Thank you for lingering