I got a better briefcase story.
My junior year of high school my family got an exchange student from Germany. Now my school had never had an exchange student before. Hell, I was considered an exchange students because my family moved here from California 6 years before.
Anyway this kid shows up and we meet him at the airport and he's in, I shite you not, a 3 piece suit , carrying a briefcase - in the middle of summer in the Ozarks.
Anyway, gets around to school time and we're all loading up and here he comes in his suit carrying his briefcase . Of course me and my cousin are like what the frick dude?
So we talked him out of the suit, and into jeans and a tshirt, but he insisted on that damn briefcase.
So off we go to school. About lunch time my cousin and I are looking for this kid and there we see him surrounded by kids and he's jumping up and down on his briefcase yelling "See Samsonite, best quality American made"
We just keep on walking like we never even seen him.
That afternoon we get home from school , and I never seen that briefcase again until time to get him packed to go back to Germany.