drink. He didn't move for a half-an-hour. Then, this big trouble-making
truck driver stepped up right next to him, took the drink from the guy,
and just drank it all down. The poor man started crying.
The truck driver turned and said: 'Come on man, I was just joking. Here,
I'll buy you another drink. I just can't stand to see a man crying.'
'No, it's not that. Today is the worst day of my life. First, I
overslept and was late for an important meeting. My boss became outraged
and fired me. When I left the building to go to my car, I found out that it
was stolen. The police said they could do nothing. I then got a cab to
return home, and after I paid the cab driver and the cab had gone, I
found that I had left my wallet in the cab. I got home, only to find my wife
in bed with the gardener. I left home depressed and came to this
bar. And now, just when I was thinking about putting an end to my life, YOU
show up and drink my poison.'
Yahsson2
