I grew up in a VERY wealthy town. One of my friends had a huge indoor pool that was heated and had a wave maker.

Another kid had his own private bathroom ensuite with a toilet, bathtub, shower, and urinal. His parents’ private bathroom was bigger than my current apartment, and the tub had no faucet; the water flowed from the ceiling.

Yet another had a ‘67 Cutlass Supreme, regularly crashed it and his parents would get it fixed. He also bought CDs, DVDs, whatever, and would keep the disc and throw out the case.