My best friend has been a long time bartender, the best story he ever told was about a psychic opening up shop next to the bar, it was in Deer Valley next to the old pub there, Winking Owl I think it was called.
Anyhow the owner lady used to come into the pub and try to recruit the waitresses to work as a psychic, she told them it was really easy and she could train them.
So anyhow, one day after they were closed, the owner came in and sat at the bar looking rather depressed. Of course my buddy being the good bartender asked if everything was ok, to which she replied "I'm going out of business, we can't afford to stay open any longer."
His reply, honest to god (he had witnesses), "Really....?? Hmm being that your a psychic shouldn't you have seen that coming?"
To which she left the bar in an angry huff.
