A bartender noticed a man staring miserably into his pint. “Why the long face, pal?” he asked.
The man sighed. “My wife and I had a massive fight.”
“Oh, that’s rough. What happened?”
“She told me she wasn’t going to speak to me for an entire month.”
The bartender shrugged. “Honestly, that doesn’t sound too terrible. A little peace and quiet!”
The man checked his watch, took a slow sip, and muttered, “It’s a nightmare… the month ends tomorrow.”
