There was this other time when I bought home Pasembur (a Malaysian Indian salad aka Indian rojak) and I spilled half the sauce onto the floor while attempting to get it open. I guess it didn't really matter whether I succeeded in untying the sauce packet when half of it would have gone to waste.
And now I crave for Pasembur.
P/s: In case you were still wondering, those were guava pieces scattered all over the floor. In my defence, the bag broke. (After I'd bounced it up and down really hard while trying to seal it tight with those string things.) So...NOT MY FAULT. Not entirely at least.