This was a couple of years ago but there was this time I was in the back of a truck with a few of my cousins. We were doing a roundup and we were driving some of the younger calves to where we were going so they wouldn't have to keep up with the rest of the herd.. anyway, my cousin kept getting on my about my bra strap showing.
So, you know, I'm sitting there holding a cow in a truck and didn't have the time to correct my shirt. She brings it up three more times then, "KELSEY. Fix your bra strap! There are males and minors present!"
I told her, "I swear to God, if you get on me about seeing my bra strap one more time I'll just take my bra off."