Hoarders: Concordia Style
If you have never seen the television program Hoarders, you need to. Even if you watch it just once. Now I will admit that it is not my favorite show, and if given the choice between that and something else, I will probably choose the non-Hoarders episode. However, I do love seeing all of the stuff people keep around their house. One of my favorite episodes is one in which a woman has thousands and thousands of dolls in her house and shed. I must admit that making a spectacle of these peoples’ disorders is a little concerning to me, but even I am not immune to the gawking phenomenon.
Anyway, I am not here to talk about the show or harangue on why we should let these people fight their battles on their own. I’ve noticed some Cobbers are mini-hoarders. Some people hoard Peace Tea cans. My friend Jen hoards literature from political campaigns. I actually hoard DS mints.
The reason I take these mints and hoard them is because I dislike not having fresh breath. I almost always have gum on me, but when I don’t want to use up a piece of gum, I just pop a mint. Whenever I feel bad about having these mints, I just remind myself that I could be hoarding worse things. Like chinchillas.