Psychiatrist

EVER SINCE I WAS A CHILD, I'VE ALWAYS HAD A FEAR OF SOMEONE BEING UNDER MY
BED AT NIGHT. SO I WENT TO A 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 psychiatrist. '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 and if needed I will come back to you,' I said.

Six months later the Psychiatrist met me on the street.
'Why didn't you 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 car.

'Is that so!' With a bit of an attitude he said, 'and how, may I ask, did
a bartender cure you?'

'He told me to cut the legs off the bed - there is nobody under the bed
now!