Wallet Jealousy
I was in the Financial Bar at work today (well, it is Friday) and when I whipped out my wallet to check my diary one of the guys noticed that my wallet has seen better days. He alluded to some obscure claim that the quality of you diary was indicative of the way you treat your women or some waffle.
Nonetheless, I couldn’t fail to be impressed by the neatness and functionality of his wad. I took hold of his item and compared it to mine. Such was the sleekness of his offering, it was like comparing my old Motorola StarTac against my current Samsung mobile, thick, unwieldy and delayering compared to slim, neat and functional.
There was a notepad, extendable pen, card slots and somewhere to put your cash notes. There’s no two ways about it, I have wallet envy. Hold on, where do you put your change? Ah, you don’t. Modern man has no need for change, you just toss it.
