For example, me.
I have just knocked the eleventy-hundred glass jar onto the floor watching it smash on the cold hard tiles of my kitchen.
So fed up with breaking shit. I am clumsy (dyspraxic) and I should not be allowed near hard floors. Or glass. I don't enjoy going round the floor on my hands and knees feeling for the last sliver of glass so it doesn't end up on my feet or worse my children's feet. I hate feeling so klutzy.
Ugh.