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A man walks into the front door of a bar. He is obviously drunk and
staggers up to the bar, seats himself on a stool and, with a belch,
asks the bartender for a drink.

The bartender politely informs the man that it appears he has already
had plenty to drink and that he could not be served additional liquor.
The bartender offers to call a cab for him.

The drunk is briefly surprised, then softly scoffs, grumbles, climbs
down from the bar stool and staggers out the front door.

A few minutes later, the same drunk stumbles in the side door of the
bar. He wobbles up to the bar and hollers for a drink. The bartender
comes over and - still politely, if not more firmly - refuses service to
the man and again offers to call a cab.

The drunk looks at the bartender for a moment angrily, curses, and
shows himself out the side door, all the while grumbling and shaking
his head.

A few minutes later, the same drunk bursts in through the back door
of the bar. He plops himself up on a bar stool, gathers his wits, and
belligerently orders a drink.

The bartender comes over and emphatically reminds the man that
he is drunk and will be served no drinks. He then tells him that he
can either call a cab or the police immediately.

The surprised drunk looks at the bartender and in hopeless anguish
cries, "Man! How many bars do you work at?"
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