Every man has a drawer or box full of old cables and electronics, right? I hate to stereotype, but I'm also reasonably confident that every man reading this (and let's be fair, quite a few women too) will have a tangled mess of old USB charging cables, adapters, probably an ancient phone or two, and old batteries, if you have kids.
I've moved house so many times now (ten times since leaving home in 2005) that I've accumulated several of these boxes of treasures, accumulating more of them as my technology became obsolete. In a musty-smelling cardboard box somewhere lies my old iPod, purchased in 2006 using my student loan (don't read this part, mum) and still festering because I couldn't bring myself to throw it away.
There are dozens of weird adapters for every conceivable need: not just your various flavours of USB (come on, this is entry-level stuff), but all kinds of arcane audio/video converters, upscalers and extenders. There are gadgets I briefly thought I needed (an HDMI splitter, a universal remote control, a soundbar) and all kinds of orphaned power supplies, their parent device now long-gone.
Why do we do this? What scenario are we planning for where there's suddenly a desperate need for a 3.5mm audio jack adapter so someone can plug their bluetooth speaker into a toaster?