RAISING THE BAR: Dunbar is not that far off when it comes to 150 people being a manageable number in a variety of settings. "It's the number of people you would not feel embarrassed about joining uninvited for a drink if you happened to bump into them in a bar."
On Walking Into a Bar with a Guy Named Dunbar
Of all the things that people with disabilities come up short with are the number of friends they have. As clinicians, teachers, DSPs, advocates, therapists, counselors and policy makers, we do a poor job of providing opportunities for them to make friends (not to mention opportunities for them to walk into bars).
You would have had to be living under a rock if you didn't hear at least one joke about "walks into a bar." It's one of the classical scenarios or "set ups" for jokes. It seems as if there has been no limit on "who" actually walks into the bar.
We have seen lawyers, rabbis, ministers, drunks, doctors, monkeys, aliens, blondes, giants, zombies, guys, two-headed beasts, hookers, two blind mice, parrots and politicians all walking into a bar to set the stage for the punchline.
According to the blog "Bars and Bartending" the exact origin of the standard walks-into-a-bar joke is said to have
started with a joke involving a dry martini that appeared in the New York Times. Maybe. We're paraphrasing a bit here, but this is the basic joke as it apparently appeared in a 1952 New York Times paper in April. "A man walks into a bar and orders a very, very dry martini, telling the bartender to make it at a ratio of 25 to 1. Somewhat startled by the request, the bartender precisely measures and pours the drink into the correct glass and proceeds to ask the man if he'd like a twist of lemon peel with his
martini. To which the man pounds his fist on the bar and yells, 'If I wanted a damn lemonade, I'd ask for one!'" While it's not the funniest bar joke you've heard, most "first" things seldom are memorable. While it's been said that the veracity of this "origin story" is up for debate, it's certainly true that the bar jokes started shortly after the establishment of the first pub or bar itself.
One walks-into-a-bar joke that you never heard is that a hundred fifty one