My office provides “breakfast” each morning - baskets full of granola bars in the break room. Whether I want a granola bar for breakfast or not, I take one. And I put it in my drawer. I also have a lot of gum. Apparently, I am preparing for the apocalypse. There’s also some ketchup packets and mints in there, plus two band aids. So, ya know, covered. For the apocalypse.
I’m a hoarder, aren’t I?