Three people walk into a bar……
The bartender had just served a drink to his female customer, when he noticed them. These three were dressed as common criminals with an air of superiority about them. Jack was an easy going fella, who never had to face anyone like the ones that just walked in. He tried his best to stay calm, getting overly aggressive wasn’t his style.
The situation at that time was less than perfect. There were some rowdy boys in their twenties who had come into the bar, for a celebration of some sorts, the gals who accompanied them could not be called belonging to respectable families. Jack was not concerned, his job was to serve drinks and it was exactly what he was doing.
Suddenly the loud voice of one of the three who entered brought him back to reality.
“Ah yes”, he said, “were you talking to m m e e,” his voice shook a little.
“Yes you, lazy bum, who else did you think we’re talking to?”
Jack was working in this bar for a very long time, no one ever addressed him as a, “lazy bum!” Who are these people and why are they so rude he thought ?
Next he heard another one of the three who seemed like he was just back robbing a bank and had a fist full of money.”Did ya hear my partner Jack Ass, now come here raat now or we’ll blow your head right off ya shoulders, ya hear me, and I aint kiddin!”
Jack made a cursory look to see if there was anyone there who could help him, there was none, only the useless bunch of twenty year old kids who were dead drunk, they could not be of any use, even if they were sober.
He had to think of something fast, he quietly moved towards them , said very calmly, “What can I do for you gentleman?”
To his surprise, the third one replied, “Can we have some cold drinks we’re thirsty?”
He looked up to see who this person was, no wonder he thought, this one is actually sounding like he was taught some manners by his folks, how did he get mixed up with these crude fellas.
“Are ya deaf”, the first one barked !
“Three cold drinks coming up” he replied.
While pouring the drinks he saw from the corner of his eyes, his buddy, Will, leisurely walking towards him. They made eye contact, Will knew at once his buddy Jack was in trouble. He turned around and left the bar.
Moments later he walked in with the sheriff and his deputy carrying loaded guns, upon entering they fired three shots up on the ceiling.
The three people were taken aback, they could not understand what happened, one of them looked around and saw the exit door,without saying a word they made a clear get away!
All Jack could say was, “Yo, Buddy Will, what would ya like to drink ?”