Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Psychiatrist vs Bartender

EVER SINCE I WAS A CHILD, I'VE ALWAYS HAD A FEAR OF SOMEONE UNDER MY BED AT
NIGHT. SO I WENT TO A SHRINK AND TOLD HIM, '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 three times a week and we should be able to get rid of those fears..'

'How much do you charge?' I asked.

'Eighty dollars per visit,' replied the doctor.

'I'll sleep on it,' I said.

Six months later the doctor met me on the street. 'Why didn't you come to
see me about those fears you were having?' he asked.

'Well, Eighty bucks a visit three times 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
that I went and bought me a new pickup!' I said.

'Is that so!' With a bit of an attitude he said, '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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