Back in the day I used to carry more junk with me than Batman. People laughed at me because I had a mag lite on my belt with a blade and a calculator and a cell phone... then I had even MOAR junk. One day at work the power went out and I was pleased as punch because I was prepared!!! I had a flashlight!!! Laugh at me now, ye buggardly scoffers-
And then the guys next door came over and took it. They had a dark warehouse out back and one of their forklifts crashed when the lights went out. I handed it over and was left in the dark like everyone else.
The other day I made one a these pocket organizers. It holds a pencil, a flashlight, a knife and a notepad and keeps it all from rattling round in your pocket. It’s awesome. It became handy the second I started carrying it. At coffee King Peter got in a fight about the historical details of the German blitzkrieg into Fwance in WW2. I pulled the pad and pencil out and Pete started sketching out a passable map of the Ardennes while I tried to fact check him on the cell. Later I drooped my keys at night and had to use the flashlight to hunt for them. I used it again when I had to fumble with the club locks at night too.
Style wise, I suppose pocket organizers are right up there with pocket protectors... but what the hell. It works.