The latter, in particular, has become a symbol of my frustration when I discover the energies made for the purpose become wasted.
Cosmetics come most easily to mind.
I was trying to somehow get across to my daughter the benefits of working in a way she would understand. She's 13 now and her hand is out for CDs, clothes and movie money. When I ramble on to her about the value of earning her own way, that the money a young lady earns is only a short term benefit and blather about responsibility, reputation, and on and on and on, she just doesn't buy into it. I'll be honest. I sometimes communicate little better than an unmedicated attention-deficit child, except I demand more attention.