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A man walks into the front door of a bar. He is obviously
drunk, and staggers up to the bar, seats himself on a stool and,
with a loud belch, asks the bartender for a drink. The bartender
politely informs the man that it appears that he has already had
plenty to drink; he could not be served additional liquor at
this bar, and could a cab be called for him. The drunk is briefly
surprised, then softly scoffs, grumbles, climbs down off the bar
stool and staggers out the front door.
A few minutes later, the same drunk stumbles in the SIDE door
of the bar. He wobbles up to the bar and hollers for a drink.
The bartender comes over and, still politely - but more firmly,
refuses service to the man due to his inebriation, and again
offers to call a cab. The drunk looks at the bartender
angrily for a moment, curses, and shows himself out the side door,
all the while grumbling and shaking his head.
A few minutes later, the same drunk bursts in through the BACK
door of the bar. He plops himself up on a bar stool, gathers
his wits and belligerently orders a drink. The bartender comes
over and emphatically reminds the man that he is clearly
drunk, will be served no drinks, and either a cab or the police
will be called immediately.
The surprised drunk looks at the bartender and in hopeless
anguish cries, "MAAAN! How many bars do you work at???"
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