Poor little guy
A little guy is sitting at the bar just staring at his drink for
half an hour when this big trouble-making biker steps next to him,
grabs his drink and gulps it down in one swig. The poor little guy
starts crying.
"Come on man. I was just giving you a hard time," the biker says.
"I didn't think you'd CRY. I can't stand to see a man crying."
"This is the worst day of my life," says the little guy between
sobs. "I can't do anything right. I overslept and was late to an
important meeting, so my boss fired me. When I went to the parking
lot, I found my car was stolen and I don't have any insurance. I
left my wallet in the cab I took home. I found my wife in bed with
the gardener and my dog bit me. So I came to this bar trying to
work up the courage to put an end to my life, and then you show up
and drink the damn poison!"
Shalom!