Ever since Austin was a child, he had a fear someone or something was lurking under his bed at night.
So, he finally went to a psychiatrist and told him about his problem. “Every time I go to bed I think there’s somebody under it,” Austin explained. “I’m scared. I think I’m going crazy.”
The psychiatrist listened carefully, then said, “Just put yourself in my hands for one year. Come and talk to me three times a week and we should be able to get rid of those fears.”
“How much do you charge?” asked Austin.
“One hundred and eighty dollars per visit,” replied the psychiatrist.
“I’ll think about it and if I feel it’s needed I will come back to you,” said Austin.
Six months later the psychiatrist bumped into Austin on the street. “Why didn’t you come to see me about those fears you were having?” inquired the psychiatrist.
“Well, one hundred and eighty dollars a visit three times a week for a year is a huge amount of money! So, when I went to the local pub one day after seeing you, I told the bartender about my fear and I was cured for only $20,” Austin explained. “I was so happy to have saved all that money that I bought a new SUV.”
“Is that so!” said the slightly annoyed psychiatrist. “How, may I ask, did a bartender cure you?”
“He told me to cut the legs off the bed. No-one can fit under there now!”
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