I just rant to Ulta to exchange some polish I bought. The colors were awesome, but the consistency was that of a 12 year old polish. Clumperoo.
So, I had a new polish I was going to get in my hand, when on the way to the register, the handle part of the top came off of the actual top that screws onto the bottle. Thankfully, being an accident prone idiot all of my life has led me to have above average reaction times, so I jumped back right away.
SMASH!! There goes an entire bottle of black, sparkly nail polish. All over the place, but none on me, because of my cat-like relflexes. It made the most satisfying sound and a terrific mess. I was so embarassed.
I looked over to the registers and said, "I'm sorry, I just made a huge mess." The lady said it was no big deal. But I just stood there, like a human CAUTION: WET FLOOR sign. Finally someone came along and I apologized again.
You just can't take me anywhere.