Psychiatry

Jokes related to psychiatry.

I would like to order 19 large pizzas and 67 cans of soda

The following is a direct quote from the Center for Strategic and International Studies report on GLOBAL ORGANIZED CRIME; the author who introduces the story swears it’s true.

FBI agents conducted a raid of a psychiatric hospital in San Diego that was under investigation for medical insurance fraud. After hours of reviewing thousands of medical records, the dozens of agents had worked up quite an appetite. The agent in charge of the investigation called a nearby pizza parlor with delivery service to order a quick dinner for his colleagues.

The following telephone conversation took place and was recorded by the FBI because they were taping all conversations at the hospital.

Agent: Hello. I would like to order 19 large pizzas and 67 cans of soda.

Pizza Man: And where would you like them delivered?

Agent: We’re over at the psychiatric hospital.

Pizza Man: The psychiatric hospital?

Agent: That’s right. I’m an FBI agent.

Pizza Man: You’re an FBI agent?

Agent: That’s correct. Just about everybody here is.

Pizza Man: And you’re at the psychiatric hospital?

Agent: That’s correct. And make sure you don’t go through the front doors. We have them locked. You will have to go around to the back to the service entrance to deliver the pizzas.

Pizza Man: And you say you’re all FBI agents?

Agent: That’s right. How soon can you have them here?

Pizza Man: And everyone at the psychiatric hospital is an FBI agent?

Agent: That’s right. We’ve been here all day and we’re starving.

Pizza Man: How are you going to pay for all of this?

Agent: I have my checkbook right here.

Pizza Man: And you’re all FBI agents?

Agent: That’s right. Everyone here is an FBI agent. Can you remember to bring the pizzas and sodas to the service entrance in the rear? We have the front doors locked.

Pizza Man: I don’t think so.

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I feel down today, I am going to see my colleague

A famous psychiatrist told his wife: “I feel down today, I am going to see my colleague.”

Wife: ” But! you are the best psychiatrist, aren’t you?”

Psychiatrist: ” Yes! I know! But my colleague charges less than I do!”

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How do you maintain your equanimity after listening to the woes of your patients?

Dr. Jones, a young psychiatrist begins his practice in an office building. After several weeks, he realizes that the older man he usually sees in the elevator each morning and evening is Dr. Smith, also a psychiatrist.

Finally, after a month or two of frequently sharing the elevator, Dr. Jones pulls his skewed tie, rakes his fingers through his disarrayed hair and approaches his colleague: “Dr. Smith,” he says. “Every day I step into this elevator in the evening, exhausted and frazzled by the gut-wrenching stories of my patients, and you appear as calm and cool as you do each morning. Tell me, tell me please how to do it? How do you maintain your equanimity after listening to the woes of your patients.”

“My dear Dr. Jones,” replied the older man. “Who listens?”

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How can you tell the psychiatrists from the patients on the psych ward?

How can you tell the psychiatrists from the patients on the psych ward?

The psychiatrists take their meds.

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How can you differentiate the patient from the psychiatrist on a Psych ward?

How can you differentiate the patient from the psychiatrist on a Psych ward?

The patient gets better.

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He thinks he's a light bulb

A doctor of psychology was doing his normal morning rounds when he entered a patient’s room. He found Patient #1 sitting on the floor, pretending to saw a piece of wood in half. Patient #2 was hanging from the ceiling, by his feet.

The doctor asked patient number 1 what he was doing. The patient replied, “Can’t you see I’m sawing this piece of wood in half?”

The doctor inquired of Patient #1 what Patient #2 was doing. Patient #1 replied, “Oh. He’s my friend, but he’s a little crazy. He thinks he’s a light bulb.” The doctor looks up and notices Patient #2’s face is going all red.

The doctor asks Patient #1, “If he’s your friend, you should get him down from there before he hurts himself?”

Patient #1 replies, “What? And work in the dark?”

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Every night I have the same horrible dream

“Doc,” said the young man lying down on the couch, “You’ve got to help me! Every night I have the same horrible dream. I’m lying in bed when all of a sudden five women rush in and start tearing off my clothes.”

The psychiatrist nodded, “And what do you do?”

“I push them away!”

“I see. And what can I do to help you with this?”

The patient implored, “Please–break my arms!”

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Eminent Psychiatrist who had diagnosed him as having an Oedipus Complex

Mrs. Berkowitz was bemoaning life in general to her long-suffering husband.

She was extremely worried because their son, Issy, had been to see an eminent Psychiatrist who had diagnosed him as having an Oedipus Complex.

“Oedipus-Schmoedipus ! ! What does it matter,” answered the husband, “As long as he loves his Mother.”

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Driving to Chicago!

In a mental institution a nurse walks into a room and sees a patient acting like he’s driving a car.

The nurse asks him, “Charlie, what are you doing?”

Charlie replied, “Driving to Chicago!”

The nurse wishes him a good trip and leaves the room.

The next day the nurse enters Charlie’s room just as he stops driving his imaginary car and asks,

“Well Charlie, how are you doing?”

Charlie says, “I just got into Chicago”.

“Great,” replied the nurse. The nurse leaves Charlie’s room and goes across the hall into Bob’s room, and finds Bob sitting on his bed furiously masturbating. Shocked, she asks, “Bob, what are you doing?!”

Bob says, “I’m screwing Charlie’s wife while he’s in Chicago!”

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Do you have any idea what you might do once you're released?

Dr. Leroy, the head psychiatrist at the local mental hospital, is examining patients to see if they’re cured and ready to re-enter society.

“So, Mr. Clark,” the doctor says to one of his patients, “I see by your chart that you’ve been recommended for dismissal. Do you have any idea what you might do once you’re released?”

The patient thinks for a moment, then replies, “Well, I went to school for mechanical engineering. That’s still a good field, good money there.

But on the other hand, I thought I might write a book about my experience here in the hospital, what it’s like to be a patient here. People might be interested in reading a book like that. In addition, I thought I might go back to college and study art history, which I’ve grown interested in lately.”

Dr. Leroy nods and says, “Yes, those all sound like intriguing possibilities.” The patient replies, “And the best part is, in my spare time, I can go on being a teapot.”

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