At a restaurant yesterday, I dropped a bowl of soup in my lap.
"Waiter! Waiter!" I called.
"What is it?" he asked.
"I've dropped a bowl of soup in my lap," I said.
"What do you want me to do about it?" he asked.
"Nothing," I replied, "I merely wanted to utter the line 'Waiter, there's soup in my fly'".
