Psychology Student: So Mr. X, unfortunately, our session's just about to end. Anything else you wanted to talk about today?
Mr. X: Actually, yes. There is one thing that has been bothering me...
Psychology Student: Oh? What is that?
Mr. X: Well, those little green guys that come into my room every night right before I go to sleep. Where do they come from? How do I make them go away?
Psychology Student: (uncomfortable silence) What? well, um....uh....
Mr. X: HAAAAA---hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!
Psychology Student: Dangit!
(I really did say "dangit" outloud--couldn't hold it in.)
Scenario 2: During a session, I am talking with a couple of patients about how their appetites have been as part of a screener for depressive and/or anxiety symptoms.
Mr. Y: The food's okay.
Mr. Z: The food's terrible. Hey, could you bring us some Kentucky Fried Chicken? That's the only way my depression is gonna go away.
Psychology Student: Well, what's on the hospital menu today?
Mr. Y: Some pasta or something...
Mr. Z: You want me to feel better, right? That's your job!
Psychology Student: Is it?
Mr. Z: I don't need no therapy. I need me some chicken and mashed potatoes. Mmm..that sounds GOOD.
Psychology Student: I'm not getting you chicken.
Mr. Y: Give her a break, she's just a student!
Mr. Z: I know! That's why I thought I could get her to buy me some KFC!
Nice try, Mr. Z.
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