Jim Carey walked into a psychiatrist's office looking terribly depressed. "Doc, you got to help me. I can't go on like this."
"What is the problem?" the Doctor inquired.
"Well, I am 40 years old and I still have no luck with the chicks. No matter how hard I try, I just seem to scare them away."
"My friend, this is simple. You just need to work on your self-esteem. Each morning, I want you to get up and run to the bathroom mirror. Tell yourself that you are a good person, a charming person, and an attractive guy. But say it with real conviction. Within a week you'll have women buzzing all around you."
Jim Carey seemed content with this advice and walked out of the office a bit excited. Three weeks later he returned with the same downtrodden expression on his face.
"My advice did not work?" asked the doctor.
"It worked alright. For the past several weeks I've enjoyed some of the best moments in my life with the most fabulous looking women."
"So, what's your problem?"
"I don't have a problem," Jim Carey replied. "My wife does."
"What is the problem?" the Doctor inquired.
"Well, I am 40 years old and I still have no luck with the chicks. No matter how hard I try, I just seem to scare them away."
"My friend, this is simple. You just need to work on your self-esteem. Each morning, I want you to get up and run to the bathroom mirror. Tell yourself that you are a good person, a charming person, and an attractive guy. But say it with real conviction. Within a week you'll have women buzzing all around you."
Jim Carey seemed content with this advice and walked out of the office a bit excited. Three weeks later he returned with the same downtrodden expression on his face.
"My advice did not work?" asked the doctor.
"It worked alright. For the past several weeks I've enjoyed some of the best moments in my life with the most fabulous looking women."
"So, what's your problem?"
"I don't have a problem," Jim Carey replied. "My wife does."
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