...is a slimy, slippery slope.
(Normally I prefer to refrain from posting about my work, however...) At this very moment, two of my female co-workers are in the bathroom 'trying on' oh-so-gently used Louis Vuitton purses that a co-worker's wife's friend is selling at (gasp) half-price. I am fairly snorting trying to contain my mirth at the ridiculous extent to which their vanity has taken them.
From the (relative) safety of my desk I can hear them twittering about which purse they like for them and which purse works better for the other. On the surface it is simply two frivolous women debating purchasing yet another over-priced handbag to add to their status collection; however, if you listen closely, you will hear the dangerous jealousies and selfish desires bubbling just below the surface.
Of course, when I suggested contacting my hair-dresser friend (whom they both go to) about the bargain (since she is also a LV devotee), one of them promptly snarled at me, "Back off!" At which time I quickly fled the scene, terrified I would either burst out laughing, be bitten by the rabid beasts...or possibly both.