Joe Mulligan lowered the great vastness of his body onto the doctor's leather sofa. It was his first time with this one. First time hah! Making it sound like sex. Hah! I'm gonna make this one work for his money.
So Joe Mulligan arranged his corpulent self on the grey-beige sofa and relaxed. It was Joe's usual tactic: just sit and relax and let the other poor jerk talk his face off. Dad said you learn more with your mouth shut. Daddy was right. Hah!
Joe sat there for fifty minutes while the doctor asked questions and got stiff, unsatisfactory answers. "So what did you do today before you got here, Joseph?" "Nothin' much. Had some peanuts and soda."
"How have you been feeling lately, Joseph?" "OK. How about you?"
At fifty minutes the doctor indicated that the session was over and that they would see each other again next Thursday.
Joe Mulligan is very pleased with himself as he walks out of the building. "Fifty minutes he tried to get me to talk, and I gave him nothing. The poor devil almost makes me feel sorry for him, but I gotta make him work for the $350 I pay him every time."
Tue, Apr 9, 2013 10:37 PM PST
