This was worse than when the dog ate my ice cream cone

Roomie: I tripped while trying to drink a soda. It spilled all over my suit and all over the stack of documents I was carrying. And Why did I cry? Not because I fell, not because my suit AND shirt were covered in soda, not because the documents I am working on are now stained and crinkly from the soda. No. I cried because I don't have 75 cents to replace my soda.