You hoard your resources for a future "battle" in your life, even though acquiring a new box of crackers is, as a general rule, easier than finding a treasure chest that houses a rare and valuable medical supply. But, despite that, you still treat your last sliver of toothpaste like it's the fragile orc-repelling axe you found buried in the ruins of an ancient Dwarven city, which is ironic because refusing to use it up will definitely cause some repulsion in your life.
"Whoa, whoa, if you eat a piece, I'll only have 33 left! What happens if I want to eat 34 pieces later?"
It's good to be thriftier, but only to a point. Much like hanging onto those potions for so long that you never get the chance to use them, you can only hang on to some Popsicles for a day that's really hot -- like, you think it's hot now, but man, you'll be sorry when it's even hotter and you'll wish you could cool down with a Popsicle, but oh shit, you ate them all, and you can't go buy more because it's too goddamn hot -- for so long before they turn to icky mush. And, if there's one thing worse than seeing a single Popsicle left and wondering if eating it will come back to haunt you when you're battling a weather report that's weak against icy treats, it's seeing an untouched box and realizing you bought it in the spring of 2011. That precise scenario may have less to do with video games and more to do with me being dumb, but I'm going to blame Final Fantasy, anyway.