I'm a clumsy person and I'm not afraid to admit it. In fact, I'm proud to be a klutz. It adds character and good stories to tell in life.
I'm also okay with saying that I wait tables, and that I've broken at least 50 glasses thanks to my awkward moments running around the floor. It happens.
What doesn't happen is what happened to this girl during a late night clean up:
Shut up. Stop. This can't be real. Someone tell me it's fake.
She just crashed through the window! To be able to say that you tripped with a tray of glasses, and broke an entire window... That's talent.
Congratulations, homegirl. You've proven me wrong when I thought that nothing could be funnier than someone who fell flat on their back with two full trays in their hands.