Spilled Karma

(About an hour before, my coworker spilled a strawberry smoothie all over the front of himself, soaking his shirt, pants, and the floor. I tease him about it mercilessly. Then, when I am helping another server get drinks for a table, I managed to catch the edge of the spout on the lip of the glass, knocking it over and spilling soda all over my pants. I walk into the kitchen laughing hysterically.)

Me: “So, [Coworker], I can’t make fun of you for spilling that smoothie anymore. I just knocked a soda onto my pants.”

Coworker: *laughs* “It looks like you peed your pants!”

Me: “Speak for yourself!”

Coworker: “Well, you’re not cool until you pee your pants!”

Me: *laughing hysterically* “Was that a Billy Madison reference?”