I get a hair braid at the fair every year. One of those really colorful ones decorated with beads. Usually I end up cutting it out sometime in the spring, but this year I decided to wait and see how long it would last.
It made it almost a year. All the way until last Monday morning when I reached up to move it out of my way and it came out in my hand.
The first person to notice, 2 days ago, was the clerk-most-likely-to-go-postal at the QuickiMart.