Comedy of Disasters

Latest installment in the Comedy of Disasters known as My Life:

Today while I was setting up for a meeting, I dropped one of the sodas I was carrying. Normally they just roll on the ground and maybe get dented a little. But today, because the universe likes to laugh at me, the can exploded. All over my shirt and pants and our brand new carpet in the conference room. So I had to dash home and change, with only 45 minutes to go before a meeting I had to be at. And of course everyone just happened to be in the hallway as I was walking out, so they could all stare at me and ask me what happened and make me feel even more ridiculous.

I feel like this is the sort of thing that only happens to a certain type of person. And apparently I am one of those people.