teach232
09-11-2011, 12:39 AM
4 old retired guys are walking down a street near NC State in Raleigh,
> > North Carolina. They turn 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, “Good
> > afternoon - glad you came in; What'll it be, gentlemen?"
> >
> >
> > There's a fully stocked bar, so each of the men orders a martini. In no
> > time the bartender serves up four iced martinis—shaken, not stirred—and
> > says, "That'll be 10 cents each, please."
> >
> > The four guys stare at the bartender for a moment, then 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 gets the better of them. They've each had two martinis and
> > haven't even spent a dollar yet.
> >
> > Finally one of them says, "How can you afford to serve martinis as good
> > as these for a dime apiece?"
> >
> > "I'm a retired tailor from Charlotte," the bartender says, “and I
> > always wanted to own a bar. Last year I hit the Lottery jackpot 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 some story!" one of the men says.
> >
> > As the four of them sip at their martinis, they can't help noticing
> > seven other people at the end of the bar who don't have any drinks in
> > front of them and haven't ordered anything the whole time they've been
> > there.
> >
> > Nodding at the seven at the end of the bar, one of the men asks the
> > bartender, "What's with them?"
> >
> > The bartender says, "They're retired people from Florida. They're
> > waiting for Happy Hour when drinks are half-price."
> >
> > North Carolina. They turn 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, “Good
> > afternoon - glad you came in; What'll it be, gentlemen?"
> >
> >
> > There's a fully stocked bar, so each of the men orders a martini. In no
> > time the bartender serves up four iced martinis—shaken, not stirred—and
> > says, "That'll be 10 cents each, please."
> >
> > The four guys stare at the bartender for a moment, then 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 gets the better of them. They've each had two martinis and
> > haven't even spent a dollar yet.
> >
> > Finally one of them says, "How can you afford to serve martinis as good
> > as these for a dime apiece?"
> >
> > "I'm a retired tailor from Charlotte," the bartender says, “and I
> > always wanted to own a bar. Last year I hit the Lottery jackpot 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 some story!" one of the men says.
> >
> > As the four of them sip at their martinis, they can't help noticing
> > seven other people at the end of the bar who don't have any drinks in
> > front of them and haven't ordered anything the whole time they've been
> > there.
> >
> > Nodding at the seven at the end of the bar, one of the men asks the
> > bartender, "What's with them?"
> >
> > The bartender says, "They're retired people from Florida. They're
> > waiting for Happy Hour when drinks are half-price."
> >