BAD DAY

Yesterday was such a pleasant day in Zimbabwee... a very nice and successfull day nesting. Got quite a lot done too. So, today is a day of play, "Girl Play". Going off to meet my girlfriend and do the "Girl Thing". Hang out, talk about men, talk about kids, talk more abut men and laugh and talk about men again.... So, light blogging today, I'll leave you all with a giggle for the day.

A little guy is sitting at the bar just staring at his drink for half

an hour when this big trouble-making truck driver steps next to him, grabs

his drink, and gulps it down in one swig.

The poor little guy starts crying.

“Come on man, I was just giving you a hard time,” says the truck driver

“I’ll buy you another drink.

I just can’t stand to see a man crying.”

“This is the worst day of my life,” says the little guy between sobs.

“I can’t do anything right. I overslept and was late to an important

meeting, so my boss fired me. When I went to the parking lot,

I found my car was stolen and I have no

insurance. I grabbed a cab home but, after the cab left, I discovered my

wallet was still in the cab. At home I found my wife in bed with the gardener.

So I came to this bar trying to work up the courage to put an end to my miserable life.

Then you show up and drink the damn poison.