Agreed. Cabriolets are great pak tor mobiles. They send out the right sort of pheromones and attract all manner of females from enormous distances.
But having captured their prey, most married women suddenly seem to take a dislike to cabriolets.
"It's too windy. My hair is a mess. Close the roof or I'm getting out," or
"It's too hot. Close the roof before my make-up melts on my face," or
"Close the roof. That kam yee loh is staring at me."
And so it goes until the weary cab owner decides its too much, sells his car, and buys a sensible sedan instead. It has a little sunroof as a sad reminder of what life was like before he got married.
My take on the subject is that married females don't like competition. They don't want the cab to continue sending out "I am available" pheromones and attracting the attention of other fecund females. So they complain and make excuses until hubby buys a boring 4 door sedan which sends out a different sort of pheromone ("Forget it - I'm married with wife and kids").
Such is life, indeed.