Psychiatrists vs.Bartenders
Ever since I was a child, I've always had a fear of someone undermy bed at night.
So I went to a shrinkand 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 myhands 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 pervisit,' replied the Doctor.
'I'll sleep on it,' Isaid.
Six months later thedoctor met me on the street. 'Why didn't you ever come to see me about thosefears you were having?' he asked.
'Well, eighty bucks avisit 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 Iask, 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!
Life is too short.....drink more beer today