You were at a restaurant one day. Your date had stood you up, and you were eating alone. You had asked for wine, and once the waiter came, he spilled it on you.

“What the hell!?”

You yelled, as he grabbed some napkins trying to clean it up.

“I’m so sorry.. I didn’t mean to!”

He cried out, looking pathetic as he looked up at you, apologizing non-stop.

“Your food is on the house, I swear!”