Loose change annoys me.
When I come home, one of the first things I do, is take any change that's in my pockets, and empty it into a little wicker bowl that my mother gave me when I moved into my first apartment. The one and two dollar coins don't last long. The fifties usually get salvaged too. Anything smaller spends longer in the basket.
When I started this habit, the bowl would fill up, then near the end of my pay packet I'd run out of money and start having to scrounge. The change situation would self-regulate, until I got a CreditCard?, and then a real job. Now the size of the change bowl doesn't fluctuate, just the size of my PlasticDebt?.
So now, the bowl fills up. When it first filled up, I bought a plastic jar to empty it into. When the bowl filled up again, I emptied it into the plastic jar again.
The jar is now too heavy to carry conveniently, and I'm too lazy to do anything about it. I dare say it will continue to fill up until I have to buy another jar. One day, I'll have to make the effort to take it all to a charity somewhere, to make up for all the people I don't give my spare change to between the office and the train station.
Addendum: A week and a half later, the bowl and its change were stolen from my apartment. The big jar remains, however.