Psychiatrist -v- 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?’

‘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!’

‘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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May your troubles be less
Your blessings be more

And nothing but happiness come through your door!

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Credit: Thanks Pamela
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