Materialism

A Wall Street broker parked his brand new Lamborghini on the street at the front of his office so that all of his coworkers could see it and envy him. As he was opening the door, a cab flew by, clipped the door, and then kept going. The broker sat there for a moment in shock, staring through his windshield at the remains of his door, 20 feet in front of his brand new, very expensive car.
He finally snaps out of it and is livid. He gets out of the car and screams at the fleeing cab, shaking his fist in fury. Realizing that it was pointless to continue yelling at the cab, he called the police and yelled at them, demanding that they catch the man responsible for this.
When the police arrive, the man is further frustrated because he can't remember any distinguishing features about the cab and "yellow" doesn't help much in New York City.
"This is ridiculous!" he screamed, "It's going to cost a fortune to fix this, it'll be in the shop for months, and it'll never be quite right!"
The officer just looked at him, flabbergasted, "Sir, I can't believe you..."
"Me...you can't believe me!?" the broker screamed back, "What about the idiot who did this to my car?!"
"You Wall Street people are all the same," the officer continued calmly, "you're all so materialistic."
"Someone did thousands of dollars worth of damage and you're standing here lecturing me on materialism!? What's it matter to you?! Just do your job!"
"But, sir, when you opened your door, it took more than your door," the officer said, pointing at the bloody stump where the broker's left hand used to be.
The broker looked down and, after a moment of shock, screamed, "OH MY GOD! MY ROLEX!!"