Since I've been a little stir crazy, thought I'd run out to grab a bottle of wine to keep in my room and on the way decided it might be nice to have a glass of wine with real people, like in a real bar. Not sure my cold was super excited about the idea, but I NEEDED to not be in my room.
So I went to the hotel bar (new bottle of wine now in my bag) and sat down at the bar. Just as the bartender set my glass in front of me, I could see my bag starting to slip off the chair next to me. I lunged to grab for it and managed to get a hold of everything in the bag except the bottle. I watched it in slow motion as it headed toward the ground and exploded all over the place.
The bartender was very nice and refused to let me help clean up. I felt awful.
I chatted with him over my glass of wine and as I paid my bill, he slid a new bottle of wine across the bar and told me to quickly stick it in my bag before anyone else saw. "It's not YOUR fault our seats are slippery. Enjoy."