Nope, you aren't alone. I scatter crumbs, at least, at every meal I eat. I can't wear white, 'cause it doesn't stay white.
I'm no dancer (seeing as I have two left feet, and that's putting it generously) but I am the clumsiest person I know. I am often afraid that others think hubby beats me or something since I'm generally carrying at least two bruises from bumping shins, walking into door facings and other graceful actions. I mean, jeez, I once burned my thigh on a toaster oven (sounds dirtier than it is - it's actually pretty pathetic)
Klutzes of the world unite, I say!