A woman goes into to see the psychiatrist about her low self-esteem. She is unhealthy, pale, and obese. After tearfully explaining her predicament, the doc says, “hmm, yes, could you please lie on the floor under the window?” “Now over next to the door.” “Now under the bookshelves.” “Thank you.”
He then occupies himself with writing. The patient, exasperated, interrupts him and asks if he has anything he can offer her. “No, he says, you need to see your internist about your poor health.” “Then what was all that stuff you had me do, lying on the floor?”
“Oh, I’m having a new white sofa delivered next week and was wondering where to put it.”