B3: Today itches

Somehow, as if by magic, everytime I drop something at my desk, it rolls to the farthest corner (which I will refer to as the Goddamn Corner from here on out) so that I have to get out of my chair, on my knees, and reach for whatever I dropped. It's a fun little game that always ends with me hitting my head on my way up.
This morning I dropped the lid to my water bottle, and as suspected, it rolled into the Goddamn Corner. Taking into consideration that I have on a skirt and tights, I lowered myself gingerly onto my knees, reached blindly into the Goddamn Corner, and grabbed the first lid I laid my hands on. The first lid...was there more than one lid, you ask? Yes. Apparently, I am not the only person cursed by the Goddamn Corner. About 20 minutes and 4 twist-ons and -offs after I put the said lid on my bottle, I realized that it was the wrong lid. It was white while mine was clear. Someone had previously failed to retrieve their white lid when it rolled into the Goddamn Corner, leaving it for me to find and mistake for my own lid this morning. Lesson learned: look at what you pull out of the Goddamn Corner.