Just my keys
But I've made it my mission to whittle down all the essentials on to my keyring, which now has the smallest bottle opener, a compass and a usb drive on it. (which shows what a man I am)

Also, why is it girls seem to carry so much change around with them? They never seem to remember it until they get to the front of the mile-long queue.

What goes through their minds?

Laallaalalalalalala what a horrible day it is, I must get some lip balm to cheer me up, cor, that's a long queue, ah well, tralalalalalalala, it's barely moving at all, it'll take me ages to get back to the office, lucky I emailed everyone this morning, drumtetumtetum, I better scowl at this harmless guy to show how annoying queuing in this long queue is, what can be taking everyone so long? they're all so useless, not like me, my cosmo reader's quiz said I was a great multitasker, oh look, my turn now, here you go, here's my lip balm, now why are you looking at me like that? what? Oh yeah, I have to pay, don't I, why is she looking so frustrated? why isn't she helping me get this sack of 1ps and 2ps out of my handbag? when else could I have counted out the money for this lip balm? jees, nobody cares anymore, oh hang on this lipbalm isn't made from yulang-yulang, I'm sure no-one will mind if I just go and swap it quickly...* (Which just shows my chauvinism, mmmm, not making too good an impression here)

*May not apply to all women**
^{**I'm sure Monica Bellucci always has the correct change ready}
(Garnett, Thu 27 Oct 2005, 16:02, Reply)