What is your immediate response to a crumb accident?

Can't be too picky with how money is like these days: crumbs go into mouth.

Immediate panic! As if I spilt indelible ink all over a white shirt! I will attempt to catch the crumbs mid-drop if I can, often resulting in whacking myself in the balls.

I finish eating so I don’t have to clean a second time. Then I carefully walk over to the trash can and wipe the crumbs into it. Is it the best plan? No, but it’s mine.

I'm in the panic and brush everything onto the floor camp, i don't know why, i thought about this years ago and wondered why i have such an aversion to just leaving crumbs on my shirt, they HAVE to come off.

If crumbs fall on my shirt, pants, or a not-so dirty surface on my desk, it goes into my yawning maw next. If they land upon the floor, a pile of hair, or my unmentionables, they will be swept up and deposited into the wastebasket.

Hell, depending on the surface, I might eat a crumb after it's fallen completely on the floor. 5 second rule!

I have a dog. Crumbs that fall below my chin don’t stand a chance, wherever they land.

I feel like this question is incredible dependent on context.

Am I eating with other people? Then I will daintily pick the crumbs off of myself using my thumb and ring finger, brush them into a pile on the table, and then collect them in a napkin.

Am I eating by myself? If so, am I wearing a shirt? Either way the scene will resemble a wildebeest eating a full loaf of bread's worth of toast.

Other! I have a pair of living Roombas known as "dogs" who are there before I can even think of what else to do with them.

If they're on a surface, off they go for the pups!

Unless they cross the line from "crumb" to "chunk" at what point: what's a little dirt and dust between eater and eatee?

I feel like "crumbs on a shirt" has long been cultural shorthand for someone who very clearly doesn't have their shit together.

Best thread this week tbh

Crumbs? Eh, whatever.

Sauces, especially when wearing a brightly colored shirt? Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit! Oh shit! OH SHIT!

@facelessvixen: Sauce accidents onto clothing can ruin my day.

I dropped a whole battered cod on the floor the other day. You'd better believe I picked that mess back up and ate it. No adverse effects.

@shindig: What if it had only been a crumb of batter?

Then it's dead to me.

I was just sat browsing this thread whilst eating some cake my girlfriend brought back from Lithuania. I need add im in the UK and it is the hottest day ever recorded here so im shirtless. I also need to add that i am a very hairy guy. The cake crumbs have lodged in my chest hair and a quite sizable chunk took some real digging out. I held this crumb aloft and thought “what sort of a man am i?” And it turns out im the man who puts its straight in his mouth.

I brush them down to my hands and toss the away, but any crumbs that fall on teh carpet are fine, but robot vacuum cleans the carpet 6 days a week.

@lpkeane88: My friend had a similar experience but with his large beard.

I don't believe in crumb accidents, it's just crumbs for now and crumbs for later.