Once I noticed that the piece of lasagna fell off my spoon and landed on my blouse I didn't know what I had to do next I mean for one,my blouse was white and cost like thirty dollars.I couldn't decide whether I should just get up and try to wash it off in the girls restroom or just sit there and wait until I thought of a better idea.Of course I had to take the piece of lasagne off me,so I did and tried to take some of the sauce off with a dry napkin.Well guys here's a tip,DON'T try to take sauce of a white blouse,it'll just make it worse.So I sat there just thinking that I should make a run for the girls restroom,it's not like anybody's going to notice the sauce on my blouse if I run for it...all i had to do is run like hell,I'll go as fast as I could ever run through open doors,literally.I sat up trying to cover the stain with my hands,I started walking,then I walked a little faster,and faster,until the point where you could call it running.As I was running I didn't noticed the wet floor warning sign.Before you knew it,I was face flat on the floor and everybody's heads were drawn to me.I felt incredibly embarrassed and I was in a little bit of pain since well,you know...I fell face first to the ground.I got up and everyone noticed my blouse and I was pretty sure 98% people were laughing and others just felt bad for me.So I did what any other person would do,and that's that I would just get up and walk away,but the universe thought that I needed more embarrassment So once more,I fell again."Wow that floor is super wet,haha." I said in a nervous laugh.Then I got up one last time and very carefully,I walked away.I headed straight to the girls restroom to try to wash the stain off.Surprisingly I made a friend in there, her name was Jasmine.
