such a girl

I felt like such a girl today. I had to buy this thing for the car so I went to a place that supposedly sells them. I walked in with blond hair and in a dress asking for the piece. The guy behind the counter asked what kind of car I had to determine if they have the matching piece. I answered that it is a Mitsubishi. Then he asks what model it is. And I had to answer 'I have no idea' since I do not have a clue. Instead he asks for the car's license number (so he can check what car model it is). Once again I have to answer 'I have no idea'. I really felt like adding 'It is not my car' but did not and just went outside to write down the license number off the car.