Seeing you upset about the broken dishes my pet
Uh-oh. It depends if you mean real broken dishes or metaphorical ones. The former can be replaced...
It's the worst. I remember crying about it as a child if my favorite glass was broken. Things aren't much better these days when it happens, especially if it was a treasured dish.
I just shipped a lovely tiered dish to a customer that the USPS broke. It happens so very rarely, but even though it was insured, it can't be replaced... so very sad.
They are tragic, but what about parking tickets?
Thanks for commenting on Nick Haus! I look forward to seeing what you have to say. Unfortunately, I had to stop taking Anonymous comments -- too much spam, too much vituperative. Come out from behind the curtain, ye nasty Anonymous! Everyone else, please, I love to hear from you.