Oh wow, as others have said, this has brought me some of the best laughs I've had in a long time. If we can't laugh at ourselves and our helpers sometimes, what's the point...
I too must confess to being very lucky here. My psych very, very rarely annoys me, and he's very good at avoiding platitudes and cliched one-liners, so I don't have a lot to add. We also laugh openly at each other about everything. I particularly like to tell him that when it comes to finding a therapist, you get what you pay for... given that he is a workplace psych and I don't pay him a cent, we always get a good laugh out of this.
One rather amusing and sadly ironic little habit of his is to ensure that the tissue box is strategically placed on the desk whenever i walk in. He knows I'll need it big time, and I notice that its volume doesn't seem to go down too much between my visits, but is always significantly depleted every time I've been. I've often felt that I should start offering to put in petty cash for his tissue supply.
Loving this thread guys.
Maddog
