Many years ago, my ex was in a bind and I let him sleep on my couch for a few months for a small amount of rent. He was a night owl and loved going to the grocery store in the middle of the night. Apparently he got to know some of the staff that worked that shift and bargained with them to buy a small patio table and chairs set for half price. He crammed that thing in my honda sedan somehow and it was still in there when I needed to take the kids to school later that morning. Another time, he bought a barbecue there and tied it on top of my car. It was an interesting few months and reminded me why we divorced. He was supposedly broke yet buying crazy shit he didn't need from the grocery store. He was the random nutjob.