I said it without really thinking, and he looked so confused, like he wanted to laugh, but couldn't work out if it was appropriate. And then the whole situation hit me, I'm walking around with a leaking bottle, while I'm leaking too, and I started laughing. Which made me feel better, and him too I think.

I think as well, the fact that we were laughing about it made the whole situation less awkward. And it calmed me down enough to explain that I was having a bad day.