There's this little guy sitting inside a bar, just looking at his
drink. He stays like that for half-an-hour.
Then, this big trouble-making truck driver steps next to him,
takes the drink from the guy, and just drinks it all down.
The poor 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 see a man crying."
"No, it's not that. Today day is the worst of my life. First, I
overslept and was late to an important meeting. My boss,
outrageous, fired me. When I left the building to my car, I found
out it was stolen. The police, they said they could do nothing.
I got a cab to return home, and after I paid the cab driver and the
cab had gone, I found that I left my whole wallet in the cab.
I got home only to find my wife was in bed with the gardener. I left
home and came to this bar. And when I was thinking about putting
an end to my life, you show up and drink my poison ..."