Four old retired guys are walking down a street in
Punta Gorda, Florida. They turned a corner and see a sign
that says, 'Old Timers Bar - all drinks 10 cents'.
They look at each other, and then go in, thinking this is
too good to be true. The old bartender says in a voice that
carries across the room, 'Come on in and let me pour one for
you! What'll it be, Gentlemen?'
There seemed to be a fully-stocked bar, so each of the men
ordered a martini. In short order, the bartender serves up
four iced martinis...shaken, not stirred, and says, 'That'll
be 10 cents each, please.' The four men stare at the
bartender for a moment. Then look at each other...They can't
believe their good luck. They pay the 40 cents, finish their
martinis, and order another round.
Again, four excellent martinis are produced with the
bartender again saying, 'That's 40 cents, please.' They pay
the 40 cents, but their curiosity is more than they can
stand. They have each had two martinis and so far they have
spent less than a dollar. Finally one of the men says, 'How
can you afford to serve martinis as good as these for a dime
a piece?'
'I'm a retired tailor from Boston ,' the bartender said, and
I always wanted to own a bar. Last year I hit the Lottery
for $125 million and decided to open this place. Every drink
costs a dime......wine, liquor, beer, it's all the same.'
Wow!!!! That's quite a story, says one of the men.
The four of them sipped at their martinis and couldn't help
but notice seven other people at the end of the bar who
didn't have drinks in front of them, and hadn't ordered
anything the whole time they were there. One man gestures at
the seven at the end of the bar without drinks and asks the
bartender, 'What's with them?'
The bartender says, 'Oh, they're all old retired farts from
Michigan, They're waiting for happy hour when drinks are half
price.'
Punta Gorda, Florida. They turned a corner and see a sign
that says, 'Old Timers Bar - all drinks 10 cents'.
They look at each other, and then go in, thinking this is
too good to be true. The old bartender says in a voice that
carries across the room, 'Come on in and let me pour one for
you! What'll it be, Gentlemen?'
There seemed to be a fully-stocked bar, so each of the men
ordered a martini. In short order, the bartender serves up
four iced martinis...shaken, not stirred, and says, 'That'll
be 10 cents each, please.' The four men stare at the
bartender for a moment. Then look at each other...They can't
believe their good luck. They pay the 40 cents, finish their
martinis, and order another round.
Again, four excellent martinis are produced with the
bartender again saying, 'That's 40 cents, please.' They pay
the 40 cents, but their curiosity is more than they can
stand. They have each had two martinis and so far they have
spent less than a dollar. Finally one of the men says, 'How
can you afford to serve martinis as good as these for a dime
a piece?'
'I'm a retired tailor from Boston ,' the bartender said, and
I always wanted to own a bar. Last year I hit the Lottery
for $125 million and decided to open this place. Every drink
costs a dime......wine, liquor, beer, it's all the same.'
Wow!!!! That's quite a story, says one of the men.
The four of them sipped at their martinis and couldn't help
but notice seven other people at the end of the bar who
didn't have drinks in front of them, and hadn't ordered
anything the whole time they were there. One man gestures at
the seven at the end of the bar without drinks and asks the
bartender, 'What's with them?'
The bartender says, 'Oh, they're all old retired farts from
Michigan, They're waiting for happy hour when drinks are half
price.'