My poor jacket

Ok, I was turning around and just about to walk off and buy my food, when some little chick backs right into me and spills all of my hot soup all over my jacket. It was bad hot siring soup all over my jacket and there was nothing I could do about it. She said "sorry" before she ran off. I being the kind of person I am panicked and dumped my food there, got more and pay for it, and didn't eat very much. I smell like soup for the hole darn day.