"I'll be in late tomorrow morning," I tell the Acq team, "I've got my next counselling session."
"Hope it goes well," says Noreen.
"I'll probably get sectioned," I reply, happily.
"Could we all get sectioned?" pipes up Betty. "It might be nice having some time in the madhouse."
"Too late, we're already here," replies Noreen, sadly.
Chatting to a colleague I mention this exchange. She laughs:
"Did I tell you what happened last week?"
"T.Aldous asked me how my counselling sessions were going and I told him that things must be bad because last time the psychologist burst into tears part way through."
"What did he say to that?"
"He went white and I haven't seen or heard from him since."
Damn. I wish I'd thought of that!