You Know Your Day Isn't Starting Well When....

I really hate it when inanimate objects are smarter than I am. I hate it even more when the inanimate objects are those that I use on a daily basis.

Today, I brought a different bra into the rotation. It isn’t a new one, but it isn’t one that I’ve worn for awhile. It’s different from many in my collection – although collection isn’t quite the right word, as I’m not a connoisseur thankfully – as it is a front clasp.

I generally have a front clasp type bra in the rotation at any given time, so it isn’t like I have no experience with them. This morning, however… my day did not start off well.

To clasp them, you need to put one dowel attached to one cup through the opening on the other side then push it sideways so that it’s secure – a brief intro for those who have never experienced the joys of front clasping bras.

I pulled the dowel over to the hole and tried to put it in. No dice. I tried again. And again. And again. And then I looked closely at the hole. It almost seemed too small for the dowel to fit into, but obviously the dowel had to fit, right?

I tried again and got the edge of the dowel to go into the hole and realized I had a second problem. I couldn’t figure out how to slide it down, as it was a true hole versus a canyon type hole where the rest of the metal attached to the dowel could slide.

As you might imagine, I was getting mildly frustrated by this point. I continued trying, as I heard Little Miss stirring and realized that I had almost no time to finish getting ready. I wiggled that dowel and pushed it and pulled it but absolutely could not get it to go in the hole.

A rational person probably would have simply grabbed for another bra long before this point, but I’ve never claimed to be rational. In disgust, I figured I’d have to pretend I was a boy tying a tie and take it off, connect it and then try to put it back on.

As I took it off, I realized that the canyon for the dowel started at the bottom and not the top. The hole I was trying to put the dowel in was not really a functional hole at all. Ummm, duh! Fortunately, it was much easier to put on once I figured that part out.

The big question is: after I wash this and it goes back into the drawer o’ bras, will I remember how to hook it the next time it makes it into the rotation?