Life, Love, and the pursuit of happy hour!

The stockmarket seems to be as fickle as a bi-polar pregnant lady.  On friday some of my fine patrons were in the bar at happy hour drinking half priced scotch and moaning and groaning about how they were ready to quit thier jobs and moving to europe and starting an escort business.  Then yesterday they were in buying Johnny Walker blue and claiming how smart they where to stick around.  OH, they would say, the market is on a cycle it always comes back.  Now today all hell broke loose again I cant wait to see em.  Me I would rather talk about the back and forth ridiculously that is the NFL and NCAA.  But I get overruled because the customer is always right, here is where I pause for raucous laughter.  Anyway the point of this article is that no matter which way business is going they always come to one place, my bar.  It is a sanctuary for these guys to come and talk about whatever, unfortunately it isnt football, selfish pricks.  I am always either consonling or congratulating.  So come in whenever you want and share your troubles or triumphs.  That is always our motto, and everyone's right.  Live like no one is watching!