A man went to see a psychiatrist. When he got there, he said, I've got problems. Every time I go to bed, I think there's somebody under it. I'm scared. I think I'm going crazy."
"Just put yourself in my hands for one year," said the shrink. "Come talk to me twice a week and we should be able to get rid of those fears."
"Ninety dollars per visit," replied the doctor.
"I'll think about it," said the man.
Six months later, the doctor met the man on the street.
"Why didn't you ever come to see about those fears you were having?" asked the psychiatrist.
"Well, ninety bucks a visit, twice a week for a year is an awful lot of money! A bartender cured me for $10.... I was so happy to have saved all that money, I went and bought me a new pickup truck!"
"Is that so? And how, may I ask, did a bartender cure you?"
"He told me to cut the legs off the bed! Ain't nobody under there now!"
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