So there I was, getting my morning coffee in the break room. I started to walk toward the door with my steaming, full mug of coffee when a colleague called after me to ask a question; I turned to answer and then continued on my way… and instead of walking through the door, I walked into the floor-to-ceiling glass window beside the door.
It was a sitcom-worthy moment, but without the laugh track.
Excuse me while I go home to find a clean shirt and jeans.
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