Pretty little nasty things

Next in my series of things that women have to deal with is BRAS!!

Whats going on here? It's like our bras have a life of their own. You are sitting in an office meeting wearing a pretty pastel blouse when suddenly your boobs are "front-stabbed", literally. The underwire of your lacy pink cross-strapped brassiere has suddenly realized the need to be accepted or acknowledged in this world. It usually happens to be the very same moment when you are on a first date, in a meeting with the boss or facing the toughest job interview question. It pokes you like no facebook stalwart can.
And then we fantasize about a time and place - Sitting in our room, in our bed, in our PJs when the world is not watching us. And these nasty monsters are sidelined to either under the pillow or on the side table or just thrown on the floor, their intentions imprisoned and their prestigious under wires rendered useless.. he he ha ha! I get a sense of revenge, do u feel the same? Would love to hear...