The Mark of a Good Bartender

It's about 10 pm on a Wednesday night, and a guy sitting at a bar is about ready to go home. Before he gets a chance to walk out, the bartender says to him, "Hey buddy," why're ya goin' home so soon? I usually see you here until past midnight. Something wrong?

The guy responds, "No aint nothin' wrong, just gotta sore ass from sittin' on this stool for so long."

"Buddy, I got just the thing for ya." says the bartender as he's reaching up to the top shelf behind the bar. He pulls a bottle of pills, opens the bottle and hands the guy two pills.

The guy says, "What're these, aspirin?"

"No," says the bartender... "stool softener."