Always thought junk drawers were just excuses for being messy until last week. My kitchen cabinet hinge snapped and I found the exact tiny screwdriver buried under old batteries from a gadget I bought years ago. Felt like winning the lottery for about five minutes.

Man, that's the best feeling right there. My junk drawer is basically a museum of bad decisions and half finished projects, but once in a blue moon it actually pays off. Saved my old radio last year with a fuse I'd been hauling around since college. Guess all that clutter is just future puzzle pieces waiting for the right board.