Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Shhh...Therapy is in session

Is your name Susie? Do you have a therapist? Well, Susie, your therapist came through my line the other day. She’s right, you know. If you’re no longer getting joy out of the relationship, you should ditch the s.o.b. Seriously, you were in a much better place a year ago, and now, well, clearly it’s not working for you anymore. 
You might also consider finding a new therapist. Don’t get me wrong, I had no problem hearing the conversation; I’m a writer, I love that kind of stuff. It was more awkward for the next guy in line. He was a bit annoyed. Disgusted might not be too strong of a word for his reaction. 
But maybe you don’t mind that your psychologist was discussing your personal life while buying pickles, granola bars and, after dinner mints. You know, necessities. To her credit, she did have the decency to “Shush” me so that you wouldn't know she was in line at the grocery store, while you poured your heart out.

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