...rushing home from the store because you're late for your next appointment and have
two minutes to put away the fresh and frozen things, so you just jam it in and hope for the best as you hurry out the door...

...and come home an hour-and-a-half later to find that
the last bag you put in the fridge kept it from closing properly,
and said bag fell forward, swinging the fridge open, causing it to fall out of the fridge.
Except on the way down, the bag caught on the cap of a root beer in the door, and pulled the root beer down with it.

I came home to the fridge wide open, and a bottle of root beer shattered in front of the fridge
with broken glass thrown all the way across the room.
The root beer was in the fridge blower path, so it had dried into a sticky mess studded with shards of embedded broken glass.

It required wiping up followed by letting it dry a bit, then vacuuming to try and get the loose glass,
then mopping again to get more of the stickiness up, then vacuuming again, followed by a final clean mop.

It was just so catastrophically bad...I have to admit, it is a little funny.
Having said that, it could have been way worse.
It's just that I was already tired.

So. When life hands you...that, you make bacon, lettuce, and tomatao sandwiches for dinner.
And crack open a REAL beer.