Buy your hospitalized grandma a banana in hopes that she will eat it in place of nasty hospital food.
Grandma refuses to eat banana, leaves it on table.
As you leave the hospital, look around suspiciously to make sure no one is looking, grab said banana, and toss it into your bag for later. (She was never gonna eat it anyway.)
Forget about banana and do not use your bag for three days.
Three days later, toss a bunch of crap into your bag before you go to work and wonder why you all of sudden smell like bananas. Wonder if you even ate a banana today.
But even if you did, why would you smell it again now?
Get to work. Banana smell is still present.
Don’t really care because bananas smell good.
Work your entire shift intermittently wondering where the heck the banana smell mysteriously came from. (It’s like there’s a banana in your bag or something!)
Return home at 11:30 PM, retrieve your book from your bag… What is that slightly mushy feeling that brushed your hand?