Anyone Else Glad Tomorrow is Friday?

As I was walking out of the grocery store tonight, pushing a cart full of groceries, I hit a bump which caused one of my cartons of Diet Dr. Pepper off of the bottom tray of the cart, which I promptly rammed with my cart.  This debacle caused three or four cans of Diet Dr. Pepper to begin spewing soda all over the place, much like Old Faithful.  Casey walked up to me at that point (we carpool and he was picking me up after grocery shopping), obviously mildly amused, grabbed a can of soda, and pointed the small geyser toward my face making us both laugh.  Playing along, I grabbed the soda from him and turned it around and said, "Open wide!!!"  Just then, one of the workers who had helped me check out came out and saw the disaster at my feet and asked, "Did you do that or were they already like that?"
"Unfortunately this was all me..." I replied. 
"Oh.  Well, you can try to take it into Customer Service and see if they will exchange it for you."
That was nice of him, but somehow it seemed wrong to me to attempt to exchange the cans of soda because of my own clumsiness.  Casey handed me the can of Diet Dr. Pepper with the tiny stream spilling out of the can and said, "Drink fast!"
As we carried the groceries into the house, I looked down and saw a puddle of liquid on the floor. "Oh no! Someone peed on the floor!" I exclaimed. 
"What? Where?" Casey asked.
"Right here!"
"That's not pee that's Diet Dr. Pepper.  I'm color blind and I can tell that!" he said as he laughed.
"Oh...Yeah....I suppose you're right..." 
Anyone else glad tomorrow's Friday?