So I'm eating breakfast this morning with my predecessor and the chairman of the elders, and some guy comes over to me and says, "Excuse me, but did you know that you have a tag hanging from your shirt?" I just bought this shirt, and sure enough, the tag was hanging from the armpit. When the guy came over to tell me, he even had a little swiss army knife with scissors, so he cut the tag off for me. We all had a good laugh about it. But I'm glad I didn't walk around all day like that.