Oops, that isn't how it works.

Nothing. ‘Great, I do have to get them to wear it.’ You think. Frustrated you reach up to take off the collar and in horror you see that it doesn’t seem to have a clasp any more. You frantically look over the paper to see if it says anything and on the second page of text along with a bunch of sample wishes you see it says not to worry as the wearer cannot take the collar off by themselves, it also notes that once you start controlling them they won’t even be able to feel or be aware of its presence or influence over them. Your mind begins to race. ‘Ok, simple, I just have to get someone to take it off of me.’ You gather up your things and reach for your cell phone to call one of your friends. ‘Crap, left it in the car.’ You get up and head for the parking lot.