A Man Walks Into The Front Door Of A 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, 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 of the stool and staggers out the

front door. A few minutes later, the same drunk stumbles in

the SIDE door of the same bar. He wobbles up to the bar and

hollers for a drink. The bartender comes over and, still

politely-but more firmly, refuses to serve the man due to

his inebriation, 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 down

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 not be served a drink,

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?”