I hate to imagine what would emerge from my bag during an unexpected search!
A few years ago I was at a lecture where various personality types were discussed and then we were asked to go to the corner of the room we thought best fitted us. It was very funny. The largest group mainly men, but a few women automatically lined themselves up in regimental fashion, (I belong to a profession where this is what you would expect most to be) another, smaller, group mainly women but a couple of men collected in a very haphazard fashion, draped over seats, some sitting, some standing. The lecturer asked if one of those women was willing to have her handbag emptied on stage..
Well, talk about Mary Poppins! She had spares of everything in there! Tape measure, tools, sewing kit, THREE wallets. TWO hairbrushes, Phone and back up phone....I don’t know how she carried it all day!
The other women in the group were all nodding as each thing came out, so obviously they had them too.
She didn’t ask what was in the men’s pockets, but their jackets were very baggy, so room for stuff I should think.
I am glad to say I was in one of the middle groups. Not too hot and not too cold. Just right
