Did You Pee Yourself?

No, I'm just a klutz. You'd think I would have learned by now to not lean across a public restroom sink in order to check myself out extraordinarily close because, if you haven't noticed by now, there is always water all over the counter. Suddenly in the interest of checking myself out I ended up getting water on the front of my pants. For a split second I contemplate making up a story about how the automatic water sensors went on a fritz and sprayed water so hard that it shot out of the sink and all over my clothes but then I shoot back to reality and go with plan b. Shoving my pelvis as close as humanly possible to the hand dryer on the wall to dry this embarrassing mess. Cause looking like I'm getting frisky with the wall is better. Jeez. What is with my karma lately? This was right up there with my shower by candlelight last week. Purely not out of choice. If only I could afford to solar power my home, buy stock in Tide pens and master quick change artistry for bathroom faucet frenzies. Big dreams.