Yesterday, before getting in my car I leaned in to set some things on the passenger seat. This simple act turned out to be rather painful, because I rammed that button on the top of my hat right into the top of the door. This led to the two things that happen whenever you do that of One: feeling like an idiot, and Two: wondering why they put the buttons there in the first place.
As I was driving home, rubbing the sore spot on my head, I started to wonder where the hat button ranks on the list of Most Evil Inventions. Of course, it wasn't intentionally evil, just accidentally evil. Or was it?