Me: (Thinks: 'Oh poor Kev having to get up so early to drive 2 hours to get to work. He doesn't have time for a cup of tea even. Oh, but that's OK when there's this brand new nifty insulated cup that I've recently bought.) "Here Kevin - at least you can have a cup of tea. But I want the mug back."
Kevin: "Oh thanks Groc. Sure thing. *glug-glug*"
Not so many months later: Guess what I found sitting in the bottom of his kitchen bin.
It's the thought that counts.