I rarely ever talk about myself on TCS, but I'm really feeling the need to vent right now. You may actually enjoy this.
So I'm sitting at my desk in front of the computer with a glass of wine. Completely relaxed. Doing some things and hanging out on TCS.
I don't know the heck happened, but all of a sudden my wine glass gets flown across my desk. Considering the glass didn't have wings, I'll assume I'm to blame. I have never seen wine travel so far and so fast. I had only taken a few sips, so it was full.
I immediately flipped my keyboard over, because, of course, it is soaked with wine. I notice there is now a river of wine traveling quickly to the end of the desk to make its way over the side. I run as fast as I can to get a roll of paper towels. Truly, it was a race. I made it just in time to catch the wine from going over the side onto my carpet.
Then...I look up. It's all over the computer monitor and speakers. It's splashed all over my wall. It's all over the paperwork that was on my desk. It's on the folded up blanket that's on my desk (for the cats to sit on). At this point, I'm talking to myself. I may have been yelling.
(<--I've always wanted to use that smiley.)
Now, I've spilled wine before. I usually just say, "oh crap," and clean it up quietly. I'm especially frustrated this time because:
a. It got everywhere.
b. It was red wine.
c. It ruined my cats' blanket and had to be tossed. There's just no way that stain would have come out.
c. It got on my keyboard and took forever for the wine to trickle out.
e. It got on a pile of bills that I have to pay and personal things that I needed to file away.
f. And the worst of it all...it completely soaked the pile of Sebastian's medical paperwork that I had out to make copies of for the holistic vet we may go see. They were my copies, so I do not have duplicates.
The positives? My keyboard still works, obviously. And the wine didn't get on me or the carpet. But seriously, I really didn't want to spend my Saturday evening cleaning up this mess. Although, it is kind of funny now that I read this back to myself.
Did I learn a lesson from this? Absolutely not! After everything was cleaned up, I went right back downstairs and re-filled my wine glass!
So I'm sitting at my desk in front of the computer with a glass of wine. Completely relaxed. Doing some things and hanging out on TCS.
I don't know the heck happened, but all of a sudden my wine glass gets flown across my desk. Considering the glass didn't have wings, I'll assume I'm to blame. I have never seen wine travel so far and so fast. I had only taken a few sips, so it was full.
I immediately flipped my keyboard over, because, of course, it is soaked with wine. I notice there is now a river of wine traveling quickly to the end of the desk to make its way over the side. I run as fast as I can to get a roll of paper towels. Truly, it was a race. I made it just in time to catch the wine from going over the side onto my carpet.
Then...I look up. It's all over the computer monitor and speakers. It's splashed all over my wall. It's all over the paperwork that was on my desk. It's on the folded up blanket that's on my desk (for the cats to sit on). At this point, I'm talking to myself. I may have been yelling.
Now, I've spilled wine before. I usually just say, "oh crap," and clean it up quietly. I'm especially frustrated this time because:
a. It got everywhere.
b. It was red wine.
c. It ruined my cats' blanket and had to be tossed. There's just no way that stain would have come out.
c. It got on my keyboard and took forever for the wine to trickle out.
e. It got on a pile of bills that I have to pay and personal things that I needed to file away.
f. And the worst of it all...it completely soaked the pile of Sebastian's medical paperwork that I had out to make copies of for the holistic vet we may go see. They were my copies, so I do not have duplicates.
The positives? My keyboard still works, obviously. And the wine didn't get on me or the carpet. But seriously, I really didn't want to spend my Saturday evening cleaning up this mess. Although, it is kind of funny now that I read this back to myself.
Did I learn a lesson from this? Absolutely not! After everything was cleaned up, I went right back downstairs and re-filled my wine glass!