I was there less there for 10 minutes.
  1. I told the president it was nice to see him.
    This was said as he was shaking my hand and welcoming me into HIS house.
  2. I flipped my chocolate-fondue-dipped-strawberry skewer backwards off my plate while gesticulating wildly.
    It landed on the floor of the President's House.
  3. My nose started bleeding.
    I had to ask a coworker if I had blood on my face and then darted out a side door.