My co-workers laugh at me in a good natured way, because I look like a tool belt. My pockets are bulging with 'stuff'. Guess who they come to though, when they need something and they see me down the hall?
In my right pocket (yes, I'm anal, lol) is my pocket protector. It has two pockets. One has some change for the vending machine, and the others have my pens. One multi-colored pen and one blue pen that I can hand over to families if they need to sign something. Alcohol swabs, a sterile 2x2, op-site, 2 claves, and some sterile caps. My handy 3:1 tool and my scissors.
Left pocket contains lipstick (must look beautiful while under stress:p) monies for lunch (if I get one) and my key to my locker.
