I walked into a glass window at the bowling alley. In my defense, I was looking down while putting my benjamins away in my wallet and not really watching where I was going. The best part is that one of my friends saw it happening and instead of warning me he took the time to both point it out to another friend and preemptively laugh at the soon-to-be hilarity.
It was a very clean window. My compliments to the staff.
Eric: 0; Window washer: 1.