Pity

Pity is when you walk to the carpark after Uni with a bunch of friends, head to your car, try to open the door only to have the handle snap and completely come off.

Pity is standing there with the handle in your hand, and quickly opening the back door, fumbling with your bag in the back seat in hopes that no one notices what happened.

Pity is waking up extra early the next morning to carefully glue the door handle back, to make it look brand new.

Pity is having to climb in to the driver's seat from the passenger's side.

Pity is driving to Uni feeling happy with your accomplishment, only to get out of the car, take a look at the attached door handle, smile, slam the door, watch the door handle drop to the floor and break into 2 pieces.

Pity, pity, pity.

Then again, it could also be called comedy. :D

Joke of the millennium,

Shaun