Okay, so I'm at Macy's trying on some pendants, and there's one that has the lobster claw kind of clasp. I try it on, don't like it, and when I take it off I see that the entire clasp is gone. The sales lady looks at me and says "I've never seen that happen before." I'm searching the counter, the floor - nothing. Which means - it must be down the back of my shirt.

So I reach up to the top of my back and feel around, trying to find the clasp. Nothing. Then I reach INSIDE the back of my shirt, as best I can, figuring that maybe it landed in the back of my bra. Still nothing. So this time I reach UP FROM THE BOTTOM inside the back of my shirt, trying to maintain as much composure as possible in the circumstances, being that I'm now performing some kind of jiggy dance at the Macy's jewelry counter, and I'm rooting around under my clothes for the stupid clasp. NOTHING. It then dawns on me that the thing must have traveled even farther down. My dignity completely gone at this point, I stick my hand DOWN THE BACK OF MY PANTS and find the stupid clasp at the small of my back. I place it on the counter and look up at the saleslady, who is now laughing, and say "I don't think this necklace is made very well." And then I leave.

The end.