I always had a steel grip on my purse, and I knew that it could come in handy. On a normal day at the supermarket, I collected all of the items I needed, and then went to the checkout line to make my purchases. A strange looking fellow had been eye-balling me for the past half an hour, so I suspected something was up. As soon as I searched through my purse to find my credit card, the man attempted to grab my bag. Wrong choice there, buddy. He thought he could snag it, but the purse was practically attached to my hand. I proceeded to beat him over the head with my expensive Dooney & Bourke bag, and the theif limped away as the cashier called the police to arrest the man. I always had a steel grip on my purse.