Johnny sits at the bar staring at his drink when a large,
A trouble-making biker steps up next to him, grabs his drink, gulps it down in one swig, and menacingly says, “Well thank you! Whatcha gonna do about it?”
Johnny burst into tears.
“Come on, man,” the biker says,
“I didn’t think you’d CRY. I can’t stand to see a man crying. What’s your problem?”
“This is the worst day of my life,” Johnny says.
“I’m a complete failure. I was late for 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 in bed with the postman, and then my dog bit me. So, I come to this bar to work up the courage to put an end to it all. “
“I buy a drink, drop a capsule in, and sit here watching the poison dissolve, and then you show up and drink the whole thing! But enough about me, how’s your day going?”