I'm insurmountably clumsy. I always find it acutely embarrassing when I spill something accidentally in public and theres a fuss over the mess. Its just like sudden sex-on-TV when youre watching it with your Mum, for me: jarring and unwelcome.
This picture is my little mental flash-card for saying that I can cope with the shame-trigger. Because, lets face it, when I mean to make a mess the result could not conceivably be interpreted as an accident