psychiatrists v's barman

Subject: Psychiatrists vs. Barmen



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 pounds per visit", replied the doctor.

"I'll think about it", I said.

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


"Well, eighty quid a visit three times a week for a year is an awful lot of money! A barman cured me for £5 I was so happy to have saved all that money that I bought me a new mondeo!"

"Is that so!", with a bit of an attitude. He said, "and how, may I ask, did a barman cure you?"'

"He told me to cut the legs off the bed! -- Ain't nobody under there now!!!"

STAY AWAY FROM THE SHRINKS...
HAVE A DRINK & TALK TO A BArman! (smile)