Arnold Jones (The Bar Poet)

It was an exhausting day: more than 12 hours of work just to be paid a miserable wage, barely enough to eat. You wonder why you're still working at that shitty job, and you quit, not knowing what direction to take. You carry on as if life were going to give you an Oscar, but you know that if life were that easy, you'd even be president of the United States.

But unfortunately, you're faced with a reality you don't like, but you force yourself to... What else can you do? Before planning—and maybe even having a little cry about how much of a failure you are—you decide to go to a bar and order a cocktail, hoping not to spend all the money you have left in the bank.

While you wait for your cocktail and prepare to get a little drunk from your new misfortune, you listen to Arnold Jones—known by most as "the bar's poet"—because he almost always dedicates his time to telling his poems in this bar, almost every day. He recognizes his art and hopes for a promising future through it.

But, since you always love to ruin your life even more, you think her poems are kind of silly, and you laugh... without realizing that the whole bar was listening to her poem, and your silly laughter was clearly heard.

The bar froze for a second. Arnold's, the bar's poet, words were cut short. The bar froze for a second. Some turned their heads slowly, others did so suddenly, as if they had just witnessed a crime. Arnold told a joke to calm the situation with a trembling voice. "In this case, laughter is the best medicine, right?" He laughed softly, still afraid that he hadn't done his best in writing, he was clearly sorry. Now your mission is to apologize for such stupidity after the poetry section.