So about a month ago I had an episode. I was walking into work, late of course, with my hands full. I had my work out bag, my purse, my lunch, and my drink. I turn the corner into a hallway that has an entry door to a hallway which has another door to the same hallway. I enter the first door, trip on my pants, fall face first. Shoes fly off and of course I have no arms to stop myself since I have them full of crap. It looked like a scene from a movie. My arms are flailing, shoes fly off and one is actually propping open the door behind. Thankfully no one saw me.
Today wearing same pants and shoes...
I get up to run some errands on my lunch hour. My hands are full of crap that I need to return. I see a coworker in the hallway outside of my office and we're making small talk. I'm still walking away until I trip on my pants and fall face first. I can't catch myself because my foot is tangled up in my pants and my arms are full. I hit the ground and everything goes flying. My shoe is still stuck in my pants and other coworkers come out of their office to see what the commotion is about.
I couldn't stop laughing.