Conspicuous Consumption

Hey, let's take a look at Five Luxury Items You Will (Probably) Never Own. What's kinda nice about it for me is it's also Five Luxury Items I Wouldn't Want…

A yacht? Never wanted one. The few times I've been on anything that might qualify as a yacht, I couldn't wait to be back on dry land. Even the most expensive was cramped and I just felt uneasy being on it as it swayed and rocked. I don't get seasick but I do like the feeling that I'm actually on the planet of my birth and I don't feel that way on small boats.

An island? Wouldn't take one if you gave it to me. What the heck would I do with it? Build a dwelling which, even after major expense, wouldn't have a tenth the comfort of my home? From my house, I can walk or easily drive to darn near anything I feel I need to make my life complete. If I want a feeling of isolation, I can just go around and tell people that I helped birth Scrappy Doo.

A watch? I haven't worn a watch since I was about twelve and I realized that I never really had a need to look at that thing I had strapped to my lower arm. About that time, my father's wealthy friend gave me a gold Paul Dominique watch that we had appraised for insurance reasons at about $2000.00. My father wouldn't accept money or gifts from this friend of his so the gift went to me…and since a 12-year-old boy really shouldn't be wearing a $2000.00 watch to school or anywhere, the present went into the family safe deposit box. I assume it's still in there though I haven't checked for about forty years.

A painting? I have two paintings by Jack Davis. What do I want with Juan Gris?

A jet? Same as the yacht. Once you get past impressing people with the fact that you own one, what's the point? Small, cramped, financially inefficient in terms of gas mileage…and the few folks I've known who had their own jet were forever having to figure out how to house their crew and have them available when needed. If I owned a private jet, I think I'd leave it parked at the airfield. I'd hire some extras to play my pilot and co-pilot whenever I had people over to see my private jet…and then once those people were gone, I'd run over and fly Southwest. Much simpler and cheaper, plus you get Rapid Rewards points.

So none of those five do it for me, I'm afraid. Right now, the only luxury item I want is a cell phone that doesn't drop the most important calls and bring the unsolicited sales pitches in loud and clear. But I don't think they make such a thing and if they did, I probably couldn't afford it.