It's not even 7:00 Monday morning, and I've already made a trip under the desk

The last time I did something really stupid at work, my coworkers were nice enough to put together a tribute to all the stupid things they had done that had not resulted in firing. This tribute consisted of sticky notes posted under my desk, so that the next time I descended there, crying and hiding from the world, I would at least take heart in the screw-ups of others. This morning, I made that trip after incorrectly assuming that one of the building engineers was here, and setting off the alarm. This is a really bad start to the week.