Love the power cord
At my desk

You crawl under your desk searching for the tiny connector end of your power adapter. While down there, it stands out to you that all 14 outlets on your daisy chained surge protectors are full: Is it possible that cords can reproduce; after all, you only have 5 devices… You start to remember the last time you did this; the wire fell back behind the desk before you could plug in your phone: should you ask for help? Hmmm, you did that yesterday… Then, breakthrough! You fashion a brilliant mechanism that is comprised of just dust and other wires, and what does it do? Nothing less than stop the cord from sliding back behind the desk: MacGyver who? You plug in your phone and proceed to examine the colony of dust bunnies that has floated into your hair and latched onto your clothing: should you vacuum? Eh, next time, you just lost 10 minutes.
At night
It’s 3:00 AM and your phone has beeped every 5 minutes for the last hour, reminding you in painful fashion that the battery is almost out of juice: you get the message. But, wait a minute, maybe it’s your roommates: he left his unplugged last week. The nerve! He better have a good excuse. You turn on the lights; forgo the contacts and play a game of Marco-Polo with the phone. You find it! Drat, it’s yours! Now, where’s the charger? Maybe they should make the charger beep too; then you could find it. Genius! Wait, that’s a bad idea… Better turn off the phone and get back to sleep.
On the countertop
Sixteen gadgets and a tumbleweed of power adapters: this was not part of the kitchen re-model. You plug in your phone and begin to wonder how your small family ended up with so many gadgets. More importantly, you ask yourself why they are featured so prominently in the kitchen: nope, no good reason. You turn to the well-intentioned fruit basket that was supposed to hide the wires, but today, for some reason it looks more like an alien. Weird… You suppose that’s what happens when you mix fresh fruit with a dozen rubber coated tendrils, multi-colored charging indicators, and a dozen shiny gadgets. Time to unplug and push everything into the drawer… Too bad everyone; no aliens on this countertop, until tomorrow anyways…

