Bad Day ...

There 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 is down in one swig.

"Well, whatcha going to do about it?" he says, menacingly, as I burst into tears.

"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 and sit here watching the poison dissolve,

… then you show up and drink the whole thing!

But enough about me, how's your day going" ?