Brunch was being served in Inman lobby today because of alumnae weekend. I went in there, grabbed some food, and headed back to my room, intending to work as I ate. On the way back, though, I saw a trash can and headed toward it so I could throw away my cup since I had finished the drink in it. Just a few feet away from the trash can, though, I tripped, and food flew everywhere.
Fine, I thought. Except I had pasta sauce and strawberry cream cheese all over my jeans now. Great. At least my bedspread was due for a washing anyway, so I threw the jeans and a few other things in there with the spread.
If there is a god, ze must have my incredibly twisted sense of humor.