I just dropped a cheese cake (light hearted)

[twoopsie]

So annoyed I have to clean it and don't get to eat it.

What's the worst thing you've dropped?

How could you joke about dropping a cheesecake? At least you had a cheesecake. Think of all those without cheesecake to start with.

:o (just in case because you never know round here any more) :o

And now I really want cheesecake.

*whose

I once walked into my bedroom carrying my book and a steaming jot cup of tomato soup, I meant throw my nook on the bed and instead threw the soup. It went EVERYWHERE, the ceiling, the floor, all over the bedding, pictures on my wall were ruined, the carpet was never the same. It looked like I'd thrown a gallon of soup rather than just a mug full. I drink soup in the kitchen now.

"that's why you need light hearted in the title"

Nobody ever needs 'light hearted' in a thread title.

But I suppose it shows that something oh-so-hilariously dropped are the old norms of MN.

It used to be green fields round here, I tell you, green fields!

Large glass bottle of beetroot juice in kitchen floor. Looked like there had been a murder. The grout never recovered

Dh wishes to contribute his glass jar of marmite. It was a non tragic event, except we had no edible marmite !
Jar completely shattered but held together long enough just to pick it up and stick in the bin!

Chicken dark sauce curry on our rented flats cream carpet. 1001 your friend. Got full deposit back.

DD1 once was making some kind of biscuits, using a glass bowl. There was butter and treacle in the mix, and she managed to drop the bowl with it in. Imagine clearing up a sticky mess with glass shards in it.

I had just returned from holiday, got my duty free bottle of chanel perfume out of my bag and dropped it on the tiled kitchen floor, smashed to pieces. Never even got to wear it and haven't had to spare cash to buy it again, 5 years of yearning.

"Nobody ever needs 'light hearted' in a thread title.

But I suppose it shows that something oh-so-hilariously dropped are the old norms of MN."

I so agree Trojan. We used to have a full gamut of humour styles - from clever wordplay, delicious irony, inventive swearing through to the wonderfully surreal. And now the pinnacle that MN has to offer is the slapstick of a dropped cheesecake.

Ooh, so, so many.

A really big jar of marmite onto the kitchen tiles. It was only half full but still went everywhere. Really sticky, and you can't tell which bit is marmite and which shards of glass as they are both the same colour.

A glass bottle of milk, also on the kitchen tiles.

A jar of honey, on MIL's kitchen tiles.

A teapot, while I was pouring. It smashed the cup I was pouring into, splashed hot tea all over the sandwiches and cake on the table, then rolled onto the floor and smashed itself - this was in a cafe.

I was given a lovely framed picture by work when I was leaving, and I dropped it and smashed it on the way home

I shouldn't be allowed out, should I?

DH once tripped on the rug and dropped a whole tray of those little foil trays of takeaway curry on the living room floor (and walls, and a bit on the sofa). We had to reposition the rug at a jaunty angle to hide the bright day glo yellow stains on the carpet, and repaint the walls.

DD managed to pull a big thing of lager of the conveyor belt in sainsbury's once, when she was a baby, sitting in the trolley. It belonged to the person behind us. DD, me, the cashier and the poor person who had wanted to buy the lager - and all our shopping were all drenched in a sudden cascade of beer. Still feel a bit mortified about it now and it was years ago - fortunately she hasn't shown any further signs of following in her mother's footsteps on that front since.

Fish sauce, accidently knocked out of the kitchen cupboard on to the hard stone floor. The smell was awful.

Well put Mardy.

It's terribly depressing.

SoftSheen - DD did the coffee granules thing too. She was baking a coffee cake and spilled them all over the work surface but only did a teenage half-arsed clean up of them. By the time I discovered them they were well and truly welded hard to the worktop and had to be virtually chipped off one by one.

Mine isnt a food item but i dropped a whole tin of white gloss on the floor, was on a tiled floor luckily. The tin took a couple of chips out of the tiles and still today some of the grouting is extra white instead of grey.

eek! @gloss paint!

I once saw a woman who had pulled over on the side of a road immediately after a roundabout. She had got out and opened the boot of her big 4WD where you could see a tin of white paint had spilled out everywhere, all round the boot of the car. It was a real mess.

The thing was, the DIY shop was immediately before the roundabout so god only knows how she had driven for those 50metres for that to happen!!

A bottle of antibiotics for ds1 who had an ear infection. I had battled to the docs with him and ds2 who was less than a week old, the doctor was surprised I was there since I was on her home visit list for ds2! And it was January.

Dropped the medicine as I got into the house with the two kids.....I sobbed and rang the doctors and sobbed at the receptionist. Within 30 mins someone delivered it, I know not whether it was someone from the docs or the chemist but they had worked together to sort it. I kissed them..... I never moan about receptionists!

Gosh gloss paint is awful! I once dropped some oil kind, in the gaurage and lukily it didn't matter. Would be the worst thing to drop in the house!

DP dropped a glass bottle of ale once standing in the queue at Sainsburys. It landed completely flat on it's base and went off like a firework - drenching the woman in front. I was a but further back and walked off pretending I didn't know him tutting about how dreadful it was.

I dropped the bag of food waste, was taking from the caddy to the big food waste bin outside kitchen door, bag slipped from my fingers, hit the floor and exploded covering the kitchen in rotting stinking food. I was heaving as I cleaned it up!

DH once dropped a tin of emulsion getting it out of the car. Some of it splashed on his ex-girlfriend's car (she lived opposite to us) and she already hated him so he hurried home to get a cloth to wash it off to avoid getting yet further into her bad books. Being DH he trod in the paint on the way. Being DH, he decided to come in the front way (carpeted) rather than the back way (hard floor). He looked bewildered when I shouted at him not to tread paint all through the house.

"Well what am I supposed to do, I need to get some water?" quoth he.

I think I might have pointed out that what he was supposed to do was carry the paint safely from the car to the house and not drop it and also not fecking tread in it.

For days there was a trail of white footprints from this white patch in the road leading to our front door. Should this act of butterfingeredness have been a crime you wouldn't have needed Sherlock Holmes to help you solve it.

Re the Cheesecake, you could do what Rachel, Chandler and Joey did and just eat it off the floor.

BalloonSlayer that's what I would have done.

Bottle of Pumpkin oil ( it's green and oily ) on a carpet.
No idea how I broke it on carpet when it had arrived unscathed from Austria.
There's still a vaguely greenish patch there now many years and cleans later.