Whoa, that's crazy talk and the polar opposite of correct. Invert that, sockets on the bottom, wrenches above, screw drivers above that, pliers and such in the top. Now, when you open your tool box and pull out the sockets drawer, and then the screwdriver drawer your box doesn't tip forward.
That is another thing, you don't leave drawers open! Open the drawer, take out the tool you need and then close the drawer. Open drawers are messy looking and an invitation to things going missing.
When I'm mad wrenching on 2nd call to get a friend on track, my box is beside me, I don't have time to close drawers. Also, no you may not help me, no you may not borrow from my box while I'm working. I also know my tool inventory well enough that even without having each thing in a special foam cutout I can look and determine if if and what I'm missing. This is why I do the heaviest on the bottom methodology, 'cause third call waits for no drawer etiquette. When I'm not under a time crunch, I agree and will have cloths down for the tools I'm actively using and the box will be closed as I walk away from it.
My tool box is messy but it's mine and I know where stuff is - proper order for me is sockets in the top so I can get them with the lid up, the rest is ordered by heaviest load drawer on the bottom and less weight as you go up. For the knives - magnetic strips on the back splash
I think the worst for me is when someone points out that something you do is weird, and you argue that its not that weird, but everyone agrees with them. I was eating animal crackers one day at work in front of several coworkers. As part of my normal habit, I eat all of the broken ones first, starting with the smallest pieces and working up to the biggest, naturally. Then when I'm left with only whole pieces, I sort them into the proper animal groups before consuming. I'll never forget the feeling when one of the guys said to me "are you seriously sorting your animal crackers right now?". Oh well, I still eat them that way.
The frosting and sprinkled covered ones I would eat the pink ones out of the bag and leave the white ones for my brother. Never mind they both just tasted like ... sugar. nom. I haven't had these in years. I'd probably think they were disgusting now. -jim note: Bro was cool with that. What he didn't realize is there were always more pink ones in the bag.