Jack is sitting at the bar staring at his drink.
A big truck-driver sits down next to him, reaches over to grab Jack’s drink and downs it in a single swig.
Jack starts crying.
Touched by this, the truck driver tells him he only kidding and will buy him another drink.
Jack says that it isn’t the drink he’s crying about, but rather he’s been reflecting on the worst day of his life.
The truck driver asks “What happened to make this such a terrible day?” Jack says, “I was late for work today, and my boss fired me.
I left work to drive home and found my car was stolen, so I took a taxi home.
“When we arrived, I realized my wallet was in the car, so I went into my house to get money to pay the taxi driver.
I found my wife in bed with my best friend.
I grabbed some money and took the taxi back to this bar. “And while I’m sitting here, thinking about ending it all, you come in and drink my poison. . . .”
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