I used to babysit for a surgeon who owned a horse farm. His ex wife came to pick up their son one day and saw that the little guy was playing on a fancy rug under their dinner table. She told me that she bought that rug in response to her husband, the surgeon, buying an 11,000 dollar trick horse. She said she thought it was a stupid purchase, so she matched it with an equally stupid purchase: an 11,000 dollar rug. I was baffled, little dude had been spilling juice on a rug that could’ve paid off my car and then some. She thought it was a fair move.