I've recently had a revelation in my life. I've struggled for years with a certain ailment. I, like many others, have suffered from the dredded Costanza Wallet.
Visual Aproximation:
This is serious. Now, generally my wallet didn't look this extreme. It had a certain ebb and flow. It would reach a pinnicle, or an Apex as Dr. Colin Nairn Scott would say. At some point though, the beast would have to be tamed.
Now, I realized that I didn't still need to carry around my Golden Tee membership card. (mainly because I hadn't played in 5 years. My Golden Tee gaming had wained since Michael Murray and the Snow Wolf had moved on to Big Buck Hunter) For some reason, the need to carry dozens of business cards around seemed necessary. I NEED to have a dozen stamps on my hip at all times, right? Coupons, coupons, coupons. You get the idea.
Anyway.....I've discovered the "Front Pocket Wallet":
Now this is significant for many reasons. First of all, I've become one of those guys. The money clip type. They have a certain pompas attitude that I didn't want to be a part of. Secondly, I've always carried my wallet in my front pocket. (it's a comfort thing) I thought that Slappy Scott and myself were the only two people I knew who did such a thing. I guess there is a whole underground cult of front pocketers! Rise up my brothers!!!!! Lastly, this completly keeps me from keeping anything that isn't necessary. It fits 3 credit cards, my license, cash, and my two train passes.
Done, that's it! What the hell more do I need? I feel so simplistic. So naked. So restrained, yet so free. I think I'll take up Buddism.
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