There's this little guy sitting inside a bar, just looking at his drink.
He stays like that for half-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 wallet in the  cab.
I got home only to find my wife was with the gardener.
I left  home and came to this bar.
When I was thinking about putting an end to my life,
you show up and drink my  poison ..."

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