Today when I got out of school, I tried to call Mom, but I couldn’t. Not for any really good reason like I was fighting jaguars or diffusing a bomb. No, I couldn’t call Mom because I had lost my phone. I spent the next 5 minutes retracing my steps, until I suddenly noticed a bulge in one of my less used jacket pockets. It was my phone. That was when I came to the conclusion I had too many pockets.