The Same Drunk at the Same Bar
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 belch, asks
the bartender for a drink. The bartender politely informs the man that
it appears he has already had plenty to drink and that he could not be
served additional liquor. The bartender offers to call a cab for him.
The drunk is briefly surprised, then softly scoffs, grumbles, climbs
down from 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 if not more firmly – refuses service to the man and again
offers to call a cab. The drunk looks at the bartender for a moment
angrily, 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 drunk and will be served no drinks. He then
tells him that he can either call a cab or the police immediately.
The surprised drunk looks at the bartender and in hopeless anguish
cries, “Man! How many bars do you work at?”