When you misjudge the distance from the edge of the glass to your mouth, then end up pouring a...

When you misjudge the distance from the edge of the glass to your mouth, then end up pouring a goodly amount of water directly down the silly onesie jumpsuit that you only wear when there’s no one around, or to the beach (same aesthetic??) and it pours straight down your body underneath, running down your legs (it’s a flowy jumpsuit!) and onto the floor, and all you can do is stand there and wonder what the hell is wrong with you and thank every deity there is that no one witnessed that… yep, I’m 41 and totally NAILING this!