I bought a modern regulation straitjacket while working at a magic store as a teenager and learned how to escape from it. Years later, my girlfriend discovers it in my possessions and gets a little freaked out thinking I’m into some weird stuff. I am, but only the magic weird stuff. Anyway - she then tells me how she had been committed to an institution when she was a young teenager and the first thing they did was throw her in a padded room in a straitjacket similar to the one I own. I took the opportunity to teach her how to escape from straitjackets and handcuffs, and it was a highly emotionally cathartic experience for her.
We’re married now and even though that straitjacket has sat in a box for years, she won’t let me sell it.
