Thereâ€™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, â€œCome on man, I was just joking. Here, Iâ€™ll buy you another drink. I just canâ€™t see a man crying.â€
â€œNo, itâ€™s not that. Today is the worst day of my life. First, I overslept and was late for an important meeting. My boss fired me. Then I found my car was stolen. The police said they could do nothing. I got a cab to return home, and after I paid the driver and it had gone, I found I left my wallet in the cab. I got home to find my wife 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.â€