IT'S JUST NOT MY DAY ! ! ! ! !
There I was is sitting at the bar staring at my drink when a large, trouble-making biker steps up next to me, grabs my drink and gulps it down in one swig.
"Well, whatcha gonna do about it?" he says, menacingly, as I burst into tears.
"Come on, man," the biker says, "I didn't think you'd CRY. I can’t stand to see a man crying."
"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 and I found my wife had run off with the gardener 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 are you feeling?
The worst day camping still beats the best day working