I suppose I could call it kainolophobia – the fear of anything new or novel – or perhaps even neophobia – also defined as the fear of new things. Maybe I’m a prosophobic and I fear progress, or I’m suffering from metathesiophobia and I fear change itself.

At this point, I could care less ... I’m simply tired of carrying around a wallet that comes complete with its own growing assortment of plastic, rectangular accruements.

Wondering what in God’s creation I’m talking about? Well, I’ll tell you ... it’s all these credit card-like, money saving, store membership cards that have become so popular over the last decade.

My only question is why? Why is it necessary to carry a card for each and every place of business one might visit throughout one’s entire lifetime? It just doesn’t make sense. Because nowadays, it doesn’t stop at credit cards or debit cards, does it?

No, in this and age one must have with them at all times, not only the aforementioned debit and/or credit card(s), but also a card for every drug, grocery, video, home improvement and clothing store; every gas station and pizza place (or other restaurant), not to mention every form of identification imaginable (driver’s license, Social Security card, college ID and so on).

It seems the world has gone card crazy and – personally – I’m running out of room (and patience).