There I was, sitting at the bar, staring at my drink!
A large trouble-making biker steps up next to me, grabs my drink and gulps it down in one swig.
He says, menacingly, as I burst into tears: “Well, whatcha’ gonna do about it?”.
I yelled at him: “Come on, man,”.
Then, he said to me: “I didn’t think you’d CRY. I can`t stand to see a man crying.”.
I replied back to him: “This is the worst day of my life, I’m a complete failure. I was late to a meeting and my boss fired me. When I went to the parking lot, I found my car had been stolen and I don’t have any insurance. I left my wallet in the cab I took home. I found my wife with another man and then my dog bit me.”.
I continued: “So, I came to this bar to work up the courage to put an end to it all, I order a drink ...
I drop a capsule in and sit here watching the poison dissolve; then you show up and drink the whole thing! But enough about me, how’s your day going?”.