A Psychiatrist vs A Bartender

Ever since he was a child, a guy always had a fear of someone hiding under my bed at night.

So he 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.”

The guy asks, “How much do you charge?”

“One hundred fifty dollars per visit,” replied the doctor.

“I'll sleep on it,” the guy said.

Six months later the doctor met the guy on the street. He asked, “Why didn't you come to see me about those fears you were having?”

“Well, the guy said, $150 a visit, three times a week for a year, is $23,400.00. A bartender cured me for $10.00. I was so happy to have saved all that money that I went and bought a new pickup truck.”

“Is that so?” With a bit of an attitude the Doc said, “And how, may I ask, did a bartender cure you?”

He said, “He told me to cut the legs off the bed. Ain't nobody under there now.”

It's always better to get a second opinion.