We Canadians

Contributed By: Ruby B

 
Ever since I was a child, I’ve had this irrational fear. So I went to this psychiatrist 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 
ever 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?’  he asked, ‘And how did a  bartender cure you?’
 
‘He told me to cut the legs off the bed! - Ain’t nobody under there now ! ! ! ‘