Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Old Bar Joke

This is a joke that my friend, Tony Matthews, told me about ten years ago.

A patron walks into a bar and asks the bartender for three glasses of beer.  The bartender obliges and serves him three glasses, which he lines up in front of him, and drinks, one after another.

For the next few weeks, he continues to order his beers this way.  One night, the bartender says, "You know, you can just order your beers one at a time, and I can give them to you successively."

The patron says, "Oh, I know it's kind of strange, me ordering my beers this way.  You see, I grew up in Ireland, and my two brothers and I would go to our local pub each night and drink our beers together.  It was a tradition.  So when I moved to America a few months ago, missing the camaraderie with my brothers, I decided to order three beers each night to help me feel like we're still drinking together."

The bartender nods with understanding and accepts his explanation. 

After another few weeks of his regular pattern, the patron comes into the bar, sits down and orders two beers, not three.  He proceeds two drink the two beers.  Everyone in the bar who knows him starts to stare and wonder what has happened. 

Finally, the bartender gathers up the courage and says, "Hey friend, I just want to offer my condolences to you."  The patron looks puzzled?  "Well, you ordered only two beers.  I assume that one of your brothers has died."

The patron responds with delight and understanding, "No, my brothers are all fine.  It's simply that I quit drinking."