Saturday, September 08, 2007

A Bad Day

A little guy is sitting at the bar just staring at his drink for half an
hour when this big trouble-making biker steps next to him, grabs
his drink and gulps it down in one swig.

The poor little guy starts crying.

'Come on man. I was just giving you a hard time,' the biker says. 'I
didn't think you'd cry'. 'I can't stand to see a man crying'.

'This is the worst day of my life', says the little guy between sobs.
'I can't do anything right. I overslept and was late to an important
meeting, so my boss fired me. When I went to the parking lot, I found
my car was stolen and I don't have any insurance. I left my wallet in the
cab I took home. I found my wife in bed with the gardener, and then my
dog bit me. So I came to this bar trying to work up the courage to put
an end to my life, and then you show up and drink my damn poison'.

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