The Latin professor was uncharacteristically late in returning home. His wife was starting to worry when he entered the house. His hair was disheveled, his clothes were torn, his glasses were broken, and his left eye was starting to swell up.
"What happened to you?"
"My dear, you won't believe it. On my way home from school I was set upon by a bunch of hoodla.
He was so upset that he went to a bar near his house for a drink to settle his nerves.
"What'll it be?" asked the bartender.
," said the professor.
"Don't you mean martini?"
"If I wanted more than one I'd ask for more than one."