A lawyer had just bought a new car. Eager to show it off to his colleagues, he raced the car to his workplace.
He quickly parked and started to step out of the vehicle, when all of a sudden a massive truck came out of nowhere and took of the driver’s side door with him standing right there.
“NOOO!” he screamed, because he knew that no matter how good a mechanic tried to fix it, it never would be the same.
A policeman approached, drawn by the screaming, and the lawyer ran up to him.
“MY JAGUAR DOOR WAS JUST RUINED BY SOME FOOLISH DRIVER!” he screamed, enraged.
“You’re a lawyer, aren’t you?” asked the policeman.
“Yes, I am, but what does this have to do with my car?!” the lawyer asked.
“Your lawyers are always so materialistic! All you care about is your possessions. You haven’t even noticed that your left arm is missing, have you?” the cop said.
The lawyer looked down at his side, stared for a moment, then exclaimed, “MY ROLEX!”
