At the bar
A man went into a bar and immediately ordered a double shot of whisky. He downed it and then reached into his pocket, taking out a framed photo.
He stared at the photo for a minute and then ordered another double, which again he downed. Again he looked at the photo a little longer and then ordered another double.
This continued for about half an hour before the barman finally asked, "Excuse me, but after each drink, why do you keep staring at that photo."
"It's a picture of my wife," explained the customer, "and when she starts to look good, I'm going home."