bartenderEver since I was a child, I’ve always had a fear of someone under my bed at night. So I 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…’

‘How much do you charge?’ ‘Eighty rand per visit,’ replied the doctor. ‘I’ll sleep on it,’ I said.

Six months later the doctor 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 R10.. I was so happy to have saved all that money that I went and bought me a new bakkie!’

‘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! – Ain’t nobody under there now!!!”

Forget those shrinks….Go and have a drink and talk to your bartender!

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