Here is a funny story from a coworker of mine

When I first started out in the work world I was a temporary receptionist. One morning I got a call for an interview for a permanent job right after work that day. I didn't think the clothes I had on would cut it for an interview so I went to the mall at lunchtime to buy a nicer blouse. I was doing quite well in the interview but I noticed that the interviewers voice has trailed off. I saw him looking at my chest and thought 'Rude! One of those men who talks to your chest". But anyway, I followed his gaze and, much to my horror, all the buttons had come undone on my blouse! The buttons were too small for the button holes. I smiled and tried not to panic as I did them all up again. I didn't get the job. I kept the blouse too, but got bigger buttons. Moral of the story, make sure your shirt fits properly to avoid such a disaster..and check and double check your buttons.