A little-known fact about me is that in high school, I used to keep a bobby pin in my wallet. It was clipped on the dollar-bill divider right in the crease of the wallet. Hardly noticeable unless you were looking for it. This might seem like an odd thing to have in a man's wallet. I had a marine-cut haircut all during high school, so it obviously wasn't there for the express purpose that it was made...to hold my hair back. So, why you might ask did I keep a bobby pin in my wallet?
Well, to be used as a lock pick, of course, in the event (or eventuality I believed in high school) that I would be locked up somewhere and need to pick the lock to get out. I was so paranoid that this was bound to happen to me at some point that I wanted to be ready. So, I carried that stupid bobby around for four years, only to be disappointed that I never had a chance to use it. Some guys carry business cards, some carry pictures of their girlfriend, some carry condoms...I carried a lock pick. And that explains a lot about me in high school.