Ripped Sleeve

As I was walking past the front door on the way out this morning my shirt sleeve caught on the handle of the front door. It was a sudden jerk as I felt as the sleeve of my shirt give way and ripped fromt he force at the seam. A change of shirt and some repair work now was needed. More time but not money as everything in this Bulgarian house is repaired. Which these things didn't happen, it's not a 'cool' thing to happen either and lowers you ego.