C'est la vie!

A teacher at my high-school used to say this. He explained: When the train doors close just in front of your nose, don’t be upset or feel embarrassed (somehow we do, don’t we?), but say “C’est la vie!” as the French do.
It was about 10 days ago. I had to bring some printing material to a copy shop. As it was raining pretty hard, I stepped in my car in stead of taking my bike. You guessed it already: the car wouldn’t start. I seldom use my car = the battery is often very low. We have had some very cold days since the last time I used my car… Okay, the car didn’t want to start anyway so I went on my bike in the pouring rain. It was cold and I got soaking wet – but alright, I said to myself “C’est la vie!” Yesterday I had an appointment in downtown with a friend of mine to go to see a film. When I was just about leave home, I noticed my bike had a flat tire. Hmm, c’est la vie, again. I rushed to the bus stop… Urrrrrggggg… I missed the bus by half a second! I then took a deep breath and said “C’est la vie!”