Monday, 28 January 2013
Ever since I started my own business, I have developed a fear of failure that has led me to have sleepless nights because I fear "the bogeyman of failure" is hiding under the bed waiting to creep out in the night and strangle me.
So, I went to a psychiatrist and explained my problem to him.
"Doctor, every time I go to bed, I think there's someone under it. I'm scared and it's driving me crazy."
The psychiatrist listened intently and said:"Just put yourself in my hands for a year. Come and talk to me three times a week and we should be able to get rid of this fear."
Ever the cost-conscious businessman, I asked: "How much do you charge?"
"£100 per visit," he said, without blinking.
"I'll sleep on it, or at least I'll try," I said.
Six months later the psychiatrist met me on the street. "Why didn't you come to see me about those fears you were having?" he asked.
'Well, £100 a visit three times a week for a year is an awful lot of money. A bloke serving in a pub cured me for £10. I was so happy to have saved all that money and now I sleep like a baby."
"Is that so?" said the irritated psychiatrist. "And how, may I ask, did a barman cure you?"
"He told me to cut the legs off the bed! Now, I know there's nobody under there."
Posted by Mister E Shopper at 13:31