Every single time I wear a white shirt to work, I manage to spill something on it. Today: Coffee.
Thank god 1. One of the actresses bailed me out and prevented me from spilling the whole damn cup and 2. I work at a place where there’s a washer and dryer.
I should know to bring an extra shirt whenever I wear light colors by now.
In further clumsiness news, after I got my shirt back, I had my phone in the pocket, so when I leaned over just a little bit, it fell on the floor.
To complete the job, I then took a step forward to pick it up and managed to kick it under a couch.
That, ladies and gentlemen, takes skill. And I am a very, very skillful person.