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 can't
stand to see a cry."
"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 grabbed a cab home but, after the cab left, I discovered my wallet was
still in the cab. At home I found my wife in bed with the gardener. 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."
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