Wednesday, October 5, 2011

1-800-Help-Me

The other night I met a psychiatrist at a friend's get together.  We started talking, and as most first time casual conversations, the topic of where we work came up.  When I told him I worked for the Shitshow, he noticed a concerned look on my face and started asking me questions.

Once he determined that I was stable and non-suicidal, I asked what all of those questions were about.  After a little hesitation he said, “well most of my patients are referrals from the personal 1-800 help line the Shitshow provides to its employees.” I told him I wasn’t surprised and I started telling him tales from the Shitshow. He was the first person I’ve told stories to who wasn’t surprised and didn’t accuse me of making up stories. 

Because psychiatrists make their entire living off the way people are abused at the Shitshow, I throw rocks.  

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