....and how was your day?

Meanderer

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…..and how was your day?
This is a story with a happy ending...

I was sitting at the bar staring at my drink when a
large, trouble-making biker steps up next to me, grabs
my drink and gulps it down in one swig."

“Well, whatcha' gonna do about it?" he says,
menacingly, as I burst into tears. "Come on, man," 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," I said. "I'm a
complete failure. I was late to a meeting and my boss
fired me. When I went to the parking lot, I found my car
had been stolen and I don't have any insurance. I left
my wallet in the cab I took home. I found my wife with
another man ... and then my dog bit me."

"So, I came to this bar to work up the courage to put
an end to it all. I buy a drink, I drop a capsule in it
and sit here watching the poison dissolve. Then you show
up and drink the whole damn thing! But, hell, enough
about me, how are you doing?"
 
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