You see no matter how much you push the wire back into its soft and comfy home after around five minutes it's back to poking you like an annoying pokey thing.
I'll be talking, trying to keep eye contact with who ever it is, trying ignore the irritation, trying not to throw caution to the wind by diving into my cleavage and adjusting the wire from hell.
Pushing it back in with your fingers cannot be done as the end of the wire is ridiculously pointy, I tend to use the back of a spoon, anyway, folding the material of the cup over it and giving it a good shove is a good method but it isn't for public view, no one wants to see a women elbow deep in her bra wrestling with wire (well maybe men...maybe it could be an actual sport)
Anyway after shoving the wire back in for the gazillionth time that is when you do what is called the last resort, yes that's right you pull the wire out. With it gone you have such relief that you raise it above your head like some sort of battle trophy only to realise that your right tit is now considerably lower than your left.
So that is what the devil wire is for.........shit....
If you are only half way through your day you have two choices
1) manage with lob sided titties
2) pull the wire out of the other side
I went for option 2.
How bloody hard is it to removed underwire when you actually want to??!!!
After a lot of yanking, pulling, poking and thrusting it was out. Now I had two even looking unsupported titties. Success!!!
Damn.....it's raining.... *runs to car* *forgets unsupported titties and is now an unofficial member of baywatch*
Damn you bras!!!! Damn you to hell!!!! :)