[SOC] A bad day...

[Spencer Sholly]

 There I was 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. 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, I drop a capsule in and sit here watching the poison dissolve; then you, you dumb butt, show up and drink the whole thing! 
     But enough about me, how's your day going?"