Dr. Berger – Just another ordinary person.
1 Entry #1
It's been a good week so far. I haven't been robbed yet, and I just got a referral for another patient. Something like Jordan, or Jarrett, I'm not sure, but he's one of Crawford's kids. They're usually pretty interesting, but I imagine it'll be business as usual. At least it's work. I think he's coming later today.
Later…
Well, it was almost a good week. I show up at the office and everything's trashed. It's all over the floor, but it's just as well, as I can't remember the last real important thing I put in that office. Check that, I do remember my latest key addition: the coffee maker. That's still working alright, or at least it tries.
I felt kind of sorry for the kid, though, Jarrett. He looked a bit shaken up from the whole place, the dark atmosphere and all. I suppose it does resemble a mad scientist's lab, but he'll get used to it. The first appointment's usually the hardest, anyway. I like to feel the kid out, see how willingly he responds, and of course they always do the same with me. This kid seems pretty easy. We've only had one session and already I know he's got an overprotective father, a dead brother, and no friends. "Control," that's what he wants. A tough case, I'll be seeing him twice a week.
Right now I'm engaging in one of my favorite pastimes from my psyche school days: watching the Brady Bunch and predicting all the disorders they'll have later on due to emotional repression. I don't have any patients and I still work too much. That's life.
1 Entry #1
It's been a good week so far. I haven't been robbed yet, and I just got a referral for another patient. Something like Jordan, or Jarrett, I'm not sure, but he's one of Crawford's kids. They're usually pretty interesting, but I imagine it'll be business as usual. At least it's work. I think he's coming later today.
Later…
Well, it was almost a good week. I show up at the office and everything's trashed. It's all over the floor, but it's just as well, as I can't remember the last real important thing I put in that office. Check that, I do remember my latest key addition: the coffee maker. That's still working alright, or at least it tries.
I felt kind of sorry for the kid, though, Jarrett. He looked a bit shaken up from the whole place, the dark atmosphere and all. I suppose it does resemble a mad scientist's lab, but he'll get used to it. The first appointment's usually the hardest, anyway. I like to feel the kid out, see how willingly he responds, and of course they always do the same with me. This kid seems pretty easy. We've only had one session and already I know he's got an overprotective father, a dead brother, and no friends. "Control," that's what he wants. A tough case, I'll be seeing him twice a week.
Right now I'm engaging in one of my favorite pastimes from my psyche school days: watching the Brady Bunch and predicting all the disorders they'll have later on due to emotional repression. I don't have any patients and I still work too much. That's life.