You were running late to a meeting! How could you possibly forget!? Were you seriously such a klutz?

As you sped through the office, in a rush to the meeting room with coffee in hand, you turned the corner and without looking...

CRASH!

Papers flew into the air, and you landed onto the floor. Your mug shattered onto the tiled floor, and in front of you was your boss Scaramouche on the ground with coffee staining his once exquisitely pristine shirt.

"Are you fucking kidding me...?"