They look at each other in disbelief and then go into the bar, thinking that this is too good to be true.
The old bartender who is standing behind the bar calls out to them in a voice that carries right across the room, “Come on in and let me pour one for you! What’ll it be, gentlemen?”
The bar was fully stocked, so each of the men order a martini, and in no time the bartender serves up four iced martinis, shaken not stirred, and says, “That will be 10 cents each, please.”
The four men 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 have each had two martinis, and haven’t even spent a dollar yet.
Finally, one of them asks the bartender, “How can you afford to serve martinis as good as these for a dime each?”
“I’m a retired tailor from Phoenix,” 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, and the others all agree with him.
As the four of them sip at their martinis, they can’t help noticing that there are seven other people at the end of the bar who don’t have any drinks in front of them, and they 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, “Oh never mind them, they are retired people from Florida. They are waiting for Happy Hour when drinks are half-price, plus they all have coupons…..”
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