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The successful contractor parked his brand-new Porsche in front of the
office, ready to show it off to his colleagues.

As he got out, a truck came along, too close to the curb, and completely
tore off the driver's door. The contractor immediately grabbed his cell
phone, dialled 999, and it wasn't more than 5 minutes before a policeman
pulled up.

Before  the cop had a chance to ask any questions, the contractor
started screaming hysterically. His car, which he had just picked up the
day before, was now completely ruined and would never be the same, no
matter how the body shop tried to make it new again.

After the  contractor finally wound down from his rant, the cop shook
his head in disgust and disbelief. "I can't believe how materialistic
you contractors are," he said. "You are so focused on your possessions
that you don't notice anything else."

"How can you say such a thing?" asked the contractor arrogantly.

The cop replied, "Didn't you know that your left arm is missing from the
elbow down? It must have been torn off when the truck hit you."

F**k!" screamed the contractor. "Where's my Rolex?"