I’m attending a retirement party later today and my gift to the guest of honor is a joke in the Walks Into a Bar genre.  While not a fancy watch, I hope this token of my friendship is well received.

This retired attorney walks into a wine bar and sits on her favorite stool. She orders a drink and some appetizers and the regular bartender, without any provocation, angrily starts asking one question after another about her order. Finally, confused and hurt, she says, “Why are you treating me like this?” He leans across the bar, the smile she’s used to suddenly breaking out across his face, and says, “Now that you’ve been retired for a while Leslie, just thought you might enjoy a little cross examination.”

So now that you have the joke, how many glasses on the bar will you give it?  That’s the way we vote around here.