Could it get any worse?

A small guy was sitting at a bar and staring at his drink, when a large, trouble-making biker stepped up next to him, grabbed his drink and gulped it down.

"Well, what you gonna do about it?" The guy burst into tears. "Come on, man. I didn't think you'd cry over it. I can't stand to see a man cry."

"This is the worst day of my life," the small man said, "I'm a complete failure. I was late to a meeting and my boss fired me. When I went to the parking lot I found my car had been stolen, and I don't have any insurance. I left my wallet in the cab that I took home. When I got there, I found my wife with another man, and then my dog bit me. So I came to this bar to work up the courage to put an end to it all. So I buy a drink, I drop a capsule in it, and sit here and watch the poison dissolve. Then you show up and drink the whole thing. But enough about me, how's your day going?"