A wallet is a very personal item, and although sometimes sitting on it can cause awkward lop-sidedness, owning one is all a part of growing up. It can also be an important part of someone's identity, and although I don't believe in judging a book by it's cover, if you have nothing else to go on other than the contents of someone's wallet, then you can't help but draw conclusions about that individual. This brings me to my favorite subject, myself. What would someone be able to say about my image, based on all the hidden treasures lying dormant inside my folded flap of leather and what would they say about my personality based on that underdeveloped image?
-Well, for one, they would realize that I am filthy rich! I have just over 12 dollars and change in my wallet, which is nothing to scoff at for a college student, I'd say. Someone might also notice that I have two debit cards, one for myself and one from my Dad. This might steer someone towards the assumption that i am trying to spread my wings a bit, but find myself still relying on my roots from time to time.
-No pictures of family, which means i might not have any family or I might simply want to get as far away from my old life as possible. Seeing that I have my Dad's debit card, and knowing how strange it'd be to have a dead man's debit card, they would have to eventually come to the latter as their prediction.
-One Everett CC student ID, with an unflattering picture of one smile-free Jimmy. It could mean that I had to take the picture early that day and I'm far from being a morning person, which would be the truth, or it could mean that I am an entirely unhappy person altogether.
-A library card, covered in grime from underuse, you can see the impression on the middle of the card from my wallet after the card's extended stay. So maybe I am not much of a reader, but I enjoy a good book as much as the next guy.
All in all, someone might be able to draw a conclusion about me from my wallet, but I think it would be anything but accurate. I am very fun-loving, am very fond of running, love God, love people, and relish a great cup of joe. Which makes me wonder if I should consider putting a coffee bean, shoelace, cross, and an empty slot that's is labeled "put your picture here" in my wallet, in case this were to ever happen to me. There are intricacies in everyone that care barely be detected after years of knowing them, let alone a quick looksy into their personal life by snooping through their wallet. Which is why meeting someone will draw a more truthful conclusion than looking through their wallet ever could.
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