My Car is officially Ghetto.
Its not the peeling clearcoat on the bumpers and side mirrors, its not the scrape on the rear drivers side of the car, its not the frosted over plastic headlight covers, no, its the fact that the plastic handle on the inside of the door broke today, so now I have to lower the window and open the door from the outside to open my car door. The universe is obviously telling me to buy a new car.