Today I am wearing my red flannel shirt that has a broken button on the left sleeve. There is only about 1/4 of it remaining. It is useless. Wont stay fastened for crap. I remember just how it happened. It was over a year ago. My button tried to act as a little airbag between my wrist and the concrete. It tried. In the emergencey room they asked if they should cut my shirt off or try to take it off like normal. I decided to save the shirt and someone helped slide it over my mutant broken wrist. I didnt notice the button for months. Maybe I will fix it. Maybe not.