If there’s an enzyme that regulates concern for how one is perceived by the general public, my levels are dangerously low. Add that to my tendency to choose a logical (to me) solution despite the hair-pulling, eye-bulging frustration of my companions, and I’m pretty sure I’m a sociopath.
As evidence, I present Exhibit A: my fanny pack. But I don’t wear it on my fanny (or at least, not the North American definition of ‘fanny’), so I refer to it as a waist pouch. See? Blatant disregard for the norms of society.
I’m not actually oblivious to fashion; I just find it annoyingly illogical. On those rare occasions when I’m forced to dress up, I wear stylish clothes and hide my waist pouch inside a capacious handbag. But it’s only an empty gesture to craftily hide my psychosis (which is another earmark of sociopathy, by the way).
When I’m wearing my waist pouch, I’m happy and comfortable… and a walking fashion faux pas. I’m fully aware the fashion police will one day take me down. But until they do, I’m keeping it.
It’s comfortable, practical, and hands-free. It’s attached to my body, so it’s impossible to accidentally leave it behind. When I’m riding a motorcycle, I don’t have to figure out how to carry a purse. When I’m hiking or skiing or golfing, it’s right there when I need it. And despite its approximately five-pound weight, it’s effortless to carry because it hangs on my hips, not my shoulder.
As long as I’ve got my pouch, I’m set to survive anything from a business meeting to an exile in the wilderness. I’ve got bandaids, tissues, sunscreen, two kinds of lip balm (one with SPF 15), sunglasses, a flashlight, a bottle opener, one sturdy folding knife, and one Swiss-Army-type pocketknife with tweezers and screwdrivers and so forth.
There’s a small drugstore’s worth of useful pharmaceuticals like ASA, ibuprofen, anti-nauseants, antacids, cough drops, zinc lozenges, dextrose tablets, eye drops, and a bronchodilator. And I have my smartphone, pen, earplugs, dental floss, concealer, hair brush, hair elastics, hand sanitizer, breath mints, scissors, a measuring tape, screwdrivers, reading glasses, nail clippers, and a nail file.
Of course, I also carry my wallet, cheque book, and change purse. And a key to every lock in my life (21 in all, plus an extra for my car just in case). And a bunch of business cards. And two USB flash drives because I’m paranoid about keeping offsite backups of my work. Oh, and a little chunk of amethyst, because folklore says it enhances creativity and prevents drunkenness, which are both important considerations for a writer.
And there’s still room for my MP3 player in a pinch.
Everything has a place, and it’s packed so efficiently and predictably that I can find any item one-handed in the dark in ten seconds or less.
How can you argue with those benefits? A waist pouch is clearly the best solution. It’s simple logic. Like all good sociopaths, I hold the implicit belief that I’m right and the rest of the world is wrong.
So if you see the fashion police headed my way, call me. I’ll cut through the window screen with my pocketknife, lower myself on a rope made of dental floss, and cleverly disable their car with my screwdrivers before making my getaway. Wearing my sunglasses as a disguise.
Why yes, actually, paranoia is also a symptom of sociopathy… why do you ask?
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I’m surprised you can get that much stuff in! I never can get that much in my hand bag, although, most of the space is normally taken by my kindle and a rather large book. (I’m a bookaholic, I can go anywhere without a book or the intention to buy a new one!) Although, I can normally fit money and my phone, as well as a few odds and ends such as a penknife, tissues and a pen. My Mum seems to have everything but the kitchen sink in her handbag. Glad to know it is not just her!
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Hmmm… I’m amazed that you can get all that stuff in there! I still lug around a big old shoulder bad that I can never find anything in. I keep telling myself it’s time to find one of those “Old Lady” purses. (Sorry – don’t mean to offend anyone, but I don’t know what else to call them. My grandmother had one.) They used to be advertised in infomercials and had about 10,000 pockets and compartments in them. But every time I think I might break down and buy one… I realize that at the moment I’m still vain enough to worry about having to pull out my glasses to read a tag, label, menu, restroom sign… etc, adding the Granny Grab bag to the mix is just too much to take all at once! Anyway… I’m off to find me some amethyst… who knew??
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I actually owned a Granny Grab Bag for a while, but, like you, I couldn’t bring myself to carry it. Even sociopaths have standards. 🙂
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What I am most in awe about is HOW do you manage to keep ALL that stuff in that waist pouch! Also, I agree ..fashion pshaw…give me comfort and more comfort any day..hehe
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Let’s just say it’s “well-packed”. And comfortable. 🙂
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I don’t know much about fashion, but you could survive for months in the wilderness with what’s in that thing.
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That’s the plan… not that I’m paranoid… 🙂
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Wonderful, but after reading your books, none of us *really* believe there isn’t a gun in there. You can deny it all you like, but your fans know!
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…shhhh…
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Good sensible move, going with the colostomy bag look. Added benefit is no one ever tries to steal it.
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Right on. ‘Cause everybody needs a place to store their shit. 🙂
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“prevents drunkenness” … and that helps how?
Good laugh, Diane!
Cheers 🙂
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Hmmm, good point. I obviously didn’t think that through well enough. 🙂
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I admire you, but until my iPad can fit in one of those, I will have to stick with my purse.
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Yes, that’s the only drawback. My Kindle doesn’t fit. Maybe I’ll make a cool shoulder holster for it… you know, like one of those concealed holsters that go under your arm.
I’m thinking that would be badass: “Fastest Kindle in the West”!
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not a sociopath, my dear lady. just practical. if you want to take the fashion police heat off? hang out with a guy wearing sandals with socks. the belt bag will go unnoticed!
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Oh, good thinking! Now the tricky part will be to find a guy who’s willing to wear that combo. I guarantee it won’t be Hubby…
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Hey, I say anything goes when it comes to fashion. Like it? Wear it! Well, except for leggings. NOBODY should wear leggings. 😉
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Yes, we all have our limits. Mine is sweatpants. I can’t even bring myself to wear them around the house, let alone in public. Whenever I see somebody wearing them anywhere that’s *not* a gym, I shudder. And even at the gym… meh. Don’t guys realize their buns look ‘way better in shorts? 🙂
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Being English, Diane, my first reaction to the phrase fanny pack is to cringe. That said, I could never fit anything into my fanny pack, so I must have been wearing it wrongly… it served just to carry loose change and keys in the end, and I only used it when wearing shorts without pockets. Such a waste. If I’d have known I could have packed a suitcase worth of stuff, I’d have persevered! I’m very impressed with your packing!
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Yes, I’ve been laughing over my unintentional vulgarity. If I’d known about the “fanny” reference in advance, I’m sure I could have come up with a suitably cringe-worthy double entendre.
*Sigh* Missed opportunities…
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No, not at all… that’s the name for them on the other side of the ocean so it’s fine. I used it all the time when I was in Connecticut, once I’d gotten over the cringing! We do use words in some funny ways though, don’t we? 😀
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When it comes to sociopathic sexiness, you can’t argue with Diane from Calgary, or Felly from Technotronic. That’s my new motto.
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LOL! Lookit that sexy waist pouch! I was a little worried until I watched the video. For a minute there, I was afraid you were accusing me of lip-synching my posts… 🙂
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You’ve many talents, but somehow I suspect lip-synching your posts isn’t one of them. (Said with the utmost respect for the many talents you DO have.)
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Fashion is only now, but style is timeless.
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Right on! I’ll just keep telling myself that.
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Batman can now retire his utility belt as an archaic relic of the past. I’m going to rush out and buy myself a fanny pack now so I too may blatantly wear it in open defiance to all that is normal. Only it may not mesh with my paranoid non-conformist rebel look when I park my moped at the biker bar.
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Oh, I think you’ll be okay on the non-conformist front. Just don’t lean your moped up against any Harleys, or you’ll need more first-aid supplies than I’ve got in my pouch. 🙂
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You have a Harley??? I feel so un-cool.
If I put playing cards between my spokes and make really loud sputtering noises when I pedal, it almost sounds like a Harley!
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No, I ride a Honda – Harleys are out of my price range. But the playing cards are a great idea. You know what they say – “Loud pipes save lives”!
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I’m no ‘Easy Rider’ but my fanny pack worn recklessly backwards projects my James Dean persona.
Since I can’t have ‘loud pipes’ I have resorted to eating large quantities of beans before hoping on my moped; I backfire frequently before changing lanes. Drivers respect my space. Did I just resort to a desperate ‘poot’ joke in a lame attemot at humor?
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Yes. Yes, you did. Nicely done!
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You are badass, my friend. For owning the fanny/waist pack, and for riding a motorcycle, and for carrying enough stuff to be able to build a small bomb.
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Shhh! You weren’t supposed to mention the bomb…
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Ooops. My bad.
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Reblogged this on The Road and commented:
We are kindred spirits!
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Thanks! 🙂
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If you were to buy a Leatherman multi-tool or Swiss army knifefor you pack, you could eliminate several items and leaving room for a flask of good scotch (medicinal) or perhaps a small firearm..
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I like the way you think! Sadly, firearms aren’t an option for me in Canada, but medicinal liquids are too important to omit. I’ll get right on that. 🙂
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Diane, you and I have almost the exact same content in our fanny packs…lol. Except my knife is a brass knuckle “swiss army” type of knife, with few accessories that swing out. I tell my wife that if we ever need to abandon our house from a zombie invasion, we just need to grab two things, our home server and my fanny pack! If you are like me, you are probably looking for that “ULTIMATE” fanny pack. Please let me know if you find one that is completely waterproof and is able to sustain an adult person above water during water emergency…lol. Awsome post!
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Oooh, inflatable air bags! And it should come with a spool of zipline and a little grappling hook, too. I’ll get right to work on that. We sociopaths have to stick together.
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Yes, EXACTLY! I was actually going to sew on some shotgun shell holders around the waist strap…lol
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I must commend you. For confessing to this online. Now please, take the nearest exit to the next Fanny Pack’s Anonymous meeting…
Great post. Thanks for a good laugh!
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…but I’m *right*, and the rest of the world is *wrong*. I think everybody else should go to a Purses Anonymous meeting. 🙂
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Those would be very packed meetings, indeed.
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By the way, I meant to tell you that I pulled up the PDF sample of “Never Say Spy.” I really enjoyed it! I have a reading queue longer than my lifeline right now, but I downloaded the Kindle version and look forward to reading it in the future. 🙂
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Wow, thanks! 🙂
Never Say Spy is actually going to be re-released in a few weeks with a new cover and some minor revisions, so I’ll send you a free copy of the updated version when it’s ready.
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That would be wonderful. I wouldn’t likely get to it before then, anyway. 🙂
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Guess what??? In some parts of the English-speaking world you are actually carrying your waist pouch on your Fanny! Hah.
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LOL! I hope that doesn’t mean I’m a conformist. That would totally spoil my badass self-image.
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LOL, I knew somebody was going to get you with this comment. You really need to refer the U.S fanny pack as a “bumbag” for some of our foreign pals, because they will laugh out loud if you are a woman wearing a fanny pack…lol.
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Oh, well, it’s not like I was over-endowed with dignity or propriety in the first place… But I think I’ll just keep calling it a waist pouch. 🙂
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You seriously fit all that stuff in a fanny pack? Are you neglecting to mention that you’re 12 feet tall and that your fanny pack is actually the size of a body-sized duffle bag? I’m in awe.
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Believe it or not, it’s all in there, along with a few other things I just realized I omitted from the list. Did I mention I’m also anal about efficiency? But I’m only 12 feet tall inside my own mind… 🙂
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Impressive.
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