$139 for a high-tech 6-oz. coat that feels as warm as a furnace.
$45 (thankfully marked down to $25 on the clearance rack, but still...) for a UV-protection shirt so light that it feels like a wisp of nothing.
I hesitated, sighed, and complained to anyone within earshot, stomped out of the store then back in before surrendering and forking over $40 for a pair of quick-drying hiking pants that I can wad up like a handkerchief and toss into my pack. And yet I gladly gave not a second thought to paying more than that for a ticket to see "The Book Of Mormon". I was thrilled to snag a ticket to that show for $45 dollars, I snapped that ticket right up! Go figure. (On the other hand, "The Book Of Mormon" made me laugh for two hours straight. I've had those fancy pants for weeks and so far they haven't even made me crack a smile. )