Therapy

Susan and her husband, William, went for counseling after 27 years of
marriage.

When asked what the problem was, Susan went into a passionate, painfully
blistering tirade listing every problem they had ever had in the 27 years
they had been married.

She went on and on and on: neglect, lack of intimacy, emptiness,
loneliness, feeling unloved and unlovable, and so on and so on. An entire
laundry list of unmet needs and slights she had endured over the course of
their marriage, most of which William had forgotten or barely remembered.

Finally, after allowing this to go on for a sufficient length of time, the
therapist got up, walked around the desk and, after asking Susan to stand,
unbuttoned her blouse, embraced her, put his hands around her breasts, and
kissed her passionately as husband William watched with a raised eyebrow.

Susan shut up, buttoned up her blouse, and quietly sat down, as though in
a daze.

The therapist turned to William and said, 'This is what your wife needs at
least three times a week. Can you do this?'

William thought for a moment and replied, 'Well, I can drop her off here
on Mondays and Wednesdays, but on Fridays, I play golf.' Would you mind
picking her up?