A man walks into his doctor's office and says, "Doc! I need your help. It hurts when I do this!"
The doc looks at him for a moment and says, "Then don't do it."
A few weeks pass before the same man walks into his doctor's office and says, "Doc! I need your help. It hurts when I exist!"
The doc looks at him for a moment and says, "I'm diagnosing you with moderate to acute depression and anxiety, and will be giving you a prescription for an SSRI."
At that moment, the man was enlightened.
Back on track (or at least it feels like it is), so I'll be picking up where I left off (but correctly, this time) and getting that damn transmission in. Wish me luck.
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