I've taken a few flisters to the Front Page, a nice bar/restaurant in DC. I was there yesterday reading the paper and waiting for rush hour to end before heading home. One of the overhead lights was blinking and a manager came over to fix it. I asked if I should move and he said not. He was poking at the light, bumping into the glasses in the overhead rack and boom! all of a sudden several glasses shattered all over us. Startled the heck out of me.
Needless to say, my dinner tab was ripped up. Eating or drinking glass shards is so not good.