There was this little guy sitting inside a bar, just looking at his
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 then fired
me.
When I left the building 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
left my whole wallet in the cab.
I got home only to find my wife was
in bed with the gardener. I left home depressed and came to this bar. And
now, when I was thinking about putting an end to my life, YOU show up and
drink my poison ..."
[Mother Shiptons Prophecy] [Poetry]
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