This is a joke from another friend of mine from NYC...
I thought it was funny yet, not exactly what I would advise so, take it with a grain of salt because, if it offends anyone - then you definitely need to see either one of these characters!!!
"Psychiatrists vs. Bartenders"
"EVER SINCE I WAS A CHILD, I'VE ALWAYS HAD A FEAR OF SOMEONE hiding under my bed!" 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 the Dr. 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!!"
"SCREW THOSE SHRINKS.. GO HAVE A DRINK & TALK TO YOUR BARTENDER!"
Respectfully,
Henry