Not-so-Safety Pins. - when I had to wear a uniform at work, all of the supervisors kept safety pins on hand just for me and my exploding buttons (there was a lot of fast reaching and stretching involved in my work)
I don't even find this one funny because it's so painfully true. I actually had a friends mom In (elementary) school who stopped letting her daughter hang out with me because I was to "Boy crazy". Uhh, no. I was less so than the daughter. I just had unnaturally big boobs for 11 years old (it felt unnatural at least). She acted as if I asked for puberty to strike so soon for attention.