A man walks into a bar with a Labrador.
He makes his way to the bar and orders a drink.
“I’m sorry, but we don’t allow dogs in here,” says the bartender.
“That’s my seeing-eye dog,” the man replies.
The bartender’s face instantly drops, knowing he made himself out to be a complete idiot.
“Oh God. I’m sorry. Here — your first two are on me.” He hands the man two bottles of beer.
“Thank you, I appreciate that.” The man and his dog make their way to a table near the front door and he grabs a seat.
A little while later, another man enters the bar with a chihuahua.
The first man stops him: “The bartender is going to give you a few words about your dog. Tell him it’s your seeing-eye dog and he’ll feel so bad that he’ll buy your first few rounds!”
“Thanks!” replies the second man. He wanders up to the bar and orders a beer.
“I’m sorry, sir. We don’t allow dogs in here.”
“It’s my seeing-eye dog.”
The barender’s face wrinkles into confusion. He says, “Ehhh, I don’t think so. They don’t make seeing-eye dogs out of chihuahuas.”
“What?! They gave me a chihuahua?!”
10-Jan-2019 16:23:23
