I’d be naked without…
Okay, okay…that was something of a sensationalist (and frightening) title, I know.
Here’s what happened…
Yesterday morning, by accident, I forgot to put my Leatherman on my belt. All was well until noon when I needed to open a box here at work, reached for my Leatherman and realized, to my horror, that it was at home!
It wasn’t so much that I HAD to have it for that particular job, it was just the idea of ALL the things that MIGHT come up, and here I was…defenseless!
It was a sad thing.
That got me thinking…I have a tendency to pack for safari every morning before I leave, (that sound you hear is my wife snorting with laughter…) filling my pockets and my “utility belt” with my “must-have-with-me” items.
Here a a few, with explanations:
1. Above mentioned Leatherman
I use this thing several times a day. Opening boxes of supplies, adjusting a myriad of printers and toys, and pulling the occasional errant nose-hair with the pliers.
2. Mini-bic lighter
Old boy-scout issues. Never leave home without a means of making fire. I’m not sure if I’m concerned about finding myself hopelessly lost in the woods on the five minute drive from home to work (though it COULD happen…) I’m just used to having it. Used to be a Zippo, but I got tired of it always being on empty form lack of use.
3. Cell phone
My new cell is actually a phone, email-getter, camera, and web-browser all in one, allowing me to blog from any location. I haven’t done that yet, but I COULD!
4. Mini Notepad & Pen
Okay, now that I have the uber-phone, this is a somewhat redundant item. I’ve lost any number of “Great American Novel” ideas (at least I like to think so) over the years, from not having anywhere to jot the idea down.
Okay, I know this one sounds strange, but I almost never leave the house without “real” shoes on. No sandals or flip-flops (I’ll pack those for trips to the beach or the river.) Always in the back of my mind is the niggling fear that my car will break down and I’ll have to walk, or a giant asteroid will strike the earth and my survival will depend on a solid, dependable shoe.
Yeah, yeah…I’m a freak.
So, what would you be “naked without” and why?