There was this dishevelled-looking guy sitting in a bar, just staring at his drink for a long time.
Then, this big troublemaking truck driver steps up next to him, grabs his drink and wallows it all down. The man starts crying. The truck driver says, “Come on man, I was just joking. Here, I’ll buy you another drink. I just can’t stand to see a man cry.”
“No, it’s not that! This is the worst day of my life. First, I fall asleep, and I arrive late at the office. My boss, outraged, fires me. When I leave the building and walk to my car, I see that it has been stolen. The police tell me that they can do nothing about it. I get a cab to return home. Just when I get out of the cab, I remember I left my wallet and credit cards behind, but the cab driver does not hear me and just drives away.”
“I walk into my house and I find my wife in bed with the gardener. I leave home, and come to this bar. And just when I was thinking about putting an end to my life, you show up and drink my poison…”