… is what I did just now.

The beans that I had quick boiled this morning & then soaked for several hours.

The ones I was going to make dinner with.

The dinner I was working on, chopping all the requisite vegetables.

Before I knocked the colander of damp beans off the counter and onto the dirty kitchen floor.

The floor with the liberal amounts of dog and cat hair on it.

The kind of pet hair that sticks fast and relentlessly to damp, squishy beans.

Universe, I cry uncle.