Topic: "how's your day going?"

[Clive]

There I was sitting at the bar, staring at my drink, when a really big,
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 say.  "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.  I found my old lady in bed 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,  drop a capsule in, and sit here watching the poison
dissolve.  Then you, you ass hole, show up and drink the whole thing!
But enough about me, how's your day going?"

 

[Simon]

 

[Rik]