...That Time I Spilled Coffee on My Boss...

So yesterday at work, it was just one of those days where everything seemed to go wrong. My coffee machine decided it needed a reboot mid-shift, leaving me without my trusty caffeine supply... and then I got an order mixed up with someone else's drink, which made things worse. Just as I was trying to make up for that mix-up by whipping out my most efficient barista moves... who should walk in but the boss? He looked so pleased with himself, probably because he got a great parking spot or something, and then bam! My hands slip, coffee all over his brand-new suit. ...And here I am, still wondering if it was just clumsiness or if my subconscious was like, hey, this is your chance to get out of work early... but definitely not that last part, because I really like my job, most days at least...