Hey, I poured champaign down my pants, and missed out in snogging the girl i love at midnight because i was in the shower, cos i jumped in a canal that was covered with what i thought was thick ice. So remember, things can always get worse.
Ok, how about a joke?
After a long hard day flying, a dozen UAL A320 f/os, 737 f/os and 777 f/os go into a bar. They all try to pull some nice girls. It seems that all the 777 f/os get lucky, but non of the 737 or A320 f/os do. As the last 777 f/o is leaving with his conquest, a 737 f/o runs upto her and asks why she likes 777 f/os and not 737 or A320 f/os. She says "well, most people like me like someone with a stick between their legs..." [the A320 f/os blush] "...and someone with two big 'uns." [the 737 and A320 f/os blush]
The 737 f/os and A320 f/os stay in the bar for a while longer, but have no luck, so they all leave. As they're leaving a 737 f/o mutters to an A320 f/o "that's the last time we go to bar called "Sh.e-mail"
It's subtle. And not that good frankly.
But hey! I'm tired!!