Pot, kettle, black

Overheard while walking back from lunch:
“I don’t understand why she got it. I mean, she’s not naturally graceful, I am!”
Which was then followed by the girl who said that, falling on her face, her feet caught up in caution tape, that she hadn’t noticed she had stepped on.

Personally, I’m not sure what she was talking about, but if that’s what you call naturally graceful, well then, darling… I’m a wretched clutz!

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