As most of my friends know, I detest carrying a purse. Always have. Lugging those things around filled with crap we will probably never use. But just in case we need it, a band aid, aspirin, tampon, pen, paper, lip gloss, candy for the crying kids, extra keys, and God knows what else. Trust me purses are a pain in the ass. For many years I refused to carry one. Lip-gloss in my front pocket, money in my right, drivers license in my back pocket. This hot babe was all set. Well then I started carrying a credit card, then two, then a library card. Finally I decided to start carrying a wallet.

It wasn’t a big leather one attached to a chain but a cute little one with a flower. But a wallet never the less. I carried that sucker around in my back pocket and still strutted like a hot babe. Of course men never asked me out. Huh, I never knew why. One weekend Dawn and I went to Kings Island and she started calling me butch. Would I give up my wallet? Hell no! Kris started telling me I looked like I was gay. I didn’t care, I love gay people! Everyone knew I was straight; I’m a hot babe on the prowl!

Well one night Kathi and I went to the casino. We stayed over night because I had a free hotel room. So we went to the casino and gambled. I like to play poker so while Kathi played slots I sat at the tables all night. The next morning I hit the tables again. I’m pulling out my wallet and throwing money on the tables. Kathi comes over and tells me we have to go. So I call the pit boss over and ask him if he can push our room check out for another hour. Considering how much I lost, you bet they did. So Kathi goes off to play the slots again. After a bit she comes back and she’s starting to get louder “Erica! We are leaving now, come on!” I kept saying just a bit more. So she left again.

It wasn’t until the dealer asked me where my girlfriend went that it dawned on me, huh, they think I’m gay. Damn, that must make me the guy. I was the one with the wallet and the foot stamping girlfriend after all. So a bit after that I gave up my wallet and started carrying a purse. Now I have that stupid thing crammed with crap. Might even have to get a bigger size. Damn I miss my wallet. Then again once the wallet was gone and purse on my arm guys did start asking me out HAHAHAHAHA