This guy is in a bar, just looking at his drink, he stays like that for half an hour, or so, then, this big burly trouble-maker a truck driver comes and sits next to him, and drinks what the guy was staring at. The poor man starts crying.
The truck driver says, "Come on, man, I was just joking. Here, I'll buy you another drink. I just can't see a grown man crying."
"No, that's not it, says the guy, "This day has been the worst day of my life.
First, I oversleep 'cause my alarm doesn't go off, and I get to work late. My boss is outraged and he fires me.
When I leave the building, to get to my car, I find it was stolen, and the police say they can do nothing about it.
I get a cab to go home, and remember I left my wallet and credit cards at the house.
The cab driver takes off without me. I walk the six miles to home, and when I get there,
I find my wife in bed with the mailman. I grab my wallet and come to this bar,
and when I was thinking about putting an end to my life, you show up and drink my poison.