Dr. Johnathan Ball had sex with one of his patients and felt guilty all day long. No matter how much he tried to forget about it, he just couldn’t.
The guilt and sense of betrayal was overwhelming.
But every once in a while he’d hear an internal, reassuring voice in his head that said: ‘John, don’t worry about it.
You aren’t the first medical practitioner to have sex with one of their patients and you won’t be the last. And you’re single. Just let it go, John.’
But invariably another voice in his head would bring him back to reality whispering, ‘John you’re a Veterinarian, you sick bastard.’
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BONUS JOKE!
A psychiatrist was conducting a group therapy session with four young mothers and their small children. ‘You all have obsessions,’ he observed.
To the first mother, Mary, he said, ‘You are obsessed with eating. You’ve even named your daughter Candy.’
He turned to the second Mom, Ann: ‘Your obsession is with money. Again, it manifests itself in your child’s name, Penny.’
He turned to the third Mom, Joyce: ‘Your obsession is alcohol. This too shows itself in your child’s name, Brandy.’
At this point, the fourth mother, Kathy, quietly got up, took her little boy by the hand and whispered, ‘Come on, Dick, we’re leaving. Your brothers Peter and Willy are waiting for us.
sIS-bOOM-bA!
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