Door A Jar?

For reasons unknown, there is a driver’s side door outside my apartment. I initially found this situation humorous, but joy turned to irritation when I considered the possibility that this could feasibly be my car door. Though I didn’t remember loosing my car door, this door fit all the characteristics of my door; it was white, it was old enough that it fell off, and no one really seemed to care.

After a curious evaluation of my vehicle, it turned out this abandoned door was not mine, but that still doesn’t change the fact there is a driver’s side door outside my apartment. I almost wish the door was mine so I can stop wondering why there is a driver’s side door outside my apartment.