My husband opposes purse toting, always saying to me, “Why are you bringing your purse? Don’t take it. You don’t need it.”
When I retort, “Why do you care if I carry my purse,” he questions what I keep in it. He remarks on its size and weight.
He accuses it of slowing me down. He accuses me of trying to keep up with it. I think he feels like he’s competing with it. Whatever his reasons, he’s purse-plexed about why my purse is so heavy if the only thing in it I ever use is a tube of lipstick.
It agitates him to see my purse hanging from my arm. For him, it’s purse-onal.