I Feel Guilty

Sheri, the pert and pretty nurse took her troubles to a resident psychiatrist in the hospital where she worked.

“Doctor, you must help me,” she pleaded.

“It’s gotten so that every time.

I date one of the young doctors here, I end up dating him.

And then afterward,

I feel guilty and depressed for a week.”

“I see,” nodded the psychiatrist.

“And you, no doubt, want me to strengthen your will power and resolve in this matter.”

“NO!!!” exclaimed the nurse.

“I want you to fix it so.

I won’t feel guilty and depressed afterward.