What's in your purse, wallet, or pocket?

I got three grand in petty cash in my walletto!

I have the detonator and a lip gloss in my purse. Oh, and busfare.

Two sets of ear buds and a pair of high-end headphones, all kept in separate compartment so they don't get tangled together.

Benedril, in case I get stung by a bee that I didn't hear because I was listening to my MP3 player.

In my wallet: Cash, photos, quotes cut out of newspapers, a Laffy Taffy wrapper with my favorite joke on it, license, ID, gun permit, a one pound note, phone numbers.

In my pocket: guitar picks

In my jacket pocket: pack of cigarettes, a tye dyed Zippo and a switchblade knife.

What's in my wallet? Capitol One credit cards.

Not really, but their ads would lead us to believe they should be.

Silver King said:

What's in my wallet? Capitol One credit cards.

Not really, but their ads would lead us to believe they should be.

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I have an identity paper, a dollar bill, and some clip from the daily news.

I have a capitol one credit card... it's the card they gave me at work. I figure, if they ever do anything really nasty to me I'll go out and charge up a fortune in oriental rugs or something.

Other stuff in my purse:
Wallet with various cards and photo of my husband
Small bottle of advil
Checkbook
Cell phone
Sunglasses
Pen
Various receipts
iPod nano I got for my husband - his birthday is this weekend. Currently he's at home 100% of the time, so it was kinda hard to hide stuff... I figured my purse was the last place he'd look for anything.

Wallet: $150 dollars (there's always 150 at least because I usually carry grocery money, beer money etc separate in one of my pockets), I.D cards, a picture of my gf, one of my gf's credit card , and, in a hidden compartment, an old picture of another woman with a phone number written in now faded ink at the back.

JoNightshade said:

I figured my purse was the last place he'd look for anything.

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No. Us guys would never look in you ladies' purses. No ma'am. Uh-uh. No way.

Moths.

In my purse....this is kinda scary:

Wallet stuffed so full (of receipts, not money) that I can barely zip it
Numerous lighters that I have accused Mr. Vagabond of stealing
Several lip glosses
Burt's Bees lip balm
Numerous tubes of Neutrogena hand salve
Mineral face powder
Assorted pens
Mr. Vagabond's check book
Stack of Rolodex cards rubber banded together
Numerous black hair ties
Two claw-type hair clasps
One hair brush
My phone bill
Several outdated store lists
Tons of receipts that need to be thrown away

And lots of other crap. My purse is the family catch-all

bluntforcetrauma said:

No. Us guys would never look in you ladies' purses. No ma'am. Uh-uh. No way.

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This is funny. It took Mr. Vagabond almost 10 years to get to the point where he will look in my purse for anything. Until very recently, he would either tell me, "No way - that thing scares me to death" or he'd simply bring me my purse if something was in there that he wanted.

Although he will look in my purse for something now, he still acts as though it's a science experiment. He gingerly pokes one finger inside the bag and kinda pokes around a little. I think I'll give him a pair of rubber gloves and tongs for future purse exploration.

bluntforcetrauma said:

No. Us guys would never look in you ladies' purses. No ma'am. Uh-uh. No way.

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I'm the same way. The contents of my wife's purse is similar to what Carole mentions above, and it's no place for me to go rummaging. She wouldn't mind if I did, and has asked me to retrieve stuff from there before, like our checkbook. I just bring her the purse instead.

She was mad at me the other day for not answering her cell phone. I was standing inches away from it when it rang, but it was inside her hand bag. Like a dutiful husband, I picked up her purse and brought it clear across the house to where she was sitting.

"What do you want?" she said, taking the purse.

"Your phone rang."

"How come you didn't answer it?"

"Well, it's in there," I said.

Why my Glock 45 pistol of course.

*looks at everyone staring*

So, like, you all don't carry one?

*shrugs*

go figure.

Room card key
Food card

(Dorm living)

Nothing, I don't even carry a purse or wallet, but there is a penny in my pocket. Yay!

Forty bucks.

Assorted credit and debit cards

An organ donor card

The card given to me at my Grandad's funeral that told me I'd be helping to lower him into the grave

A "Faith , Hope and Charity" locket of my mothers

A Saint Christopher that belonged to my Grandmother

A photograph of my wife.



Willie

.75 in my left pocket.

A thumbdrive (1 GB) - current contents include my 3 WIP's, and one mp3 of The Swinging Medallions song - Double Shot of My Baby's Love

a small folding knife,
9 cents in change
a 1865 Silver Dollar (my good luck piece)
my wallet with various and asundry cards
a top secret 007 type device that will get me out of any scrapes I might get involved in

It's not a purse, more like a bag. Anyway, I've got:

A notepad and a pen.
A book.
A deck of cards.
A pack of cigs and two lighers ('cause I always end up losing one)
Assorted flyers
My wallet
My cell phone
Chewing gum
An empty pack of cigs I haven't gotten around to throwing in about five days

Um... I guess that's all. I always carry all these things with me, it's my little boredom-survival kit.