I've got a half-drunk bottle of cordial, a cup full of pencils and pens, a speaker, an iPod connection cable, a wallet, a torch, a shoebox and a large mirror which is attached to a slider door that is then attached to my large clothes wardrobe. Immediately inside that wardrobe is not only a selection of long coats which could be used for looking awesome in a zombie apocalypse, there is:
A baseball bat, a toy guitar, a large collection of child's literature from my kiddy days, an air bed, and a pump for blowing up aforementioned airbed. Not to mention the other insignificant items around in there which in Resident Evil style I consider not useful enough to post as a possible zombie-slaughtering device.
If this was Dead Rising, I would undoubtedly be a zombie's worst nightmare. However, it is not, so it is more likely I am lunch.