Clark Kent is jealous of Superman. He feels that Lois Lane cares more for Superman than she does for him. He seeks the advise of a psychiatrist.
Clark Kent, alias Superman, was feeling depressed. He was having a difficult time getting a date with Lois Lane. Clark decided to see a psychiatrist to express his feelings. Here is how the meeting went.
Psychiatrist: Good afternoon Mr. Kent. Please take a seat.
Clark: I’m sorry but I never take anything.
Psychiatrist: I meant to just sit down.
Clark: Oh I see.
Psychiatrist: What seems to be the problem?
Clark: I’m having a difficult time dating Lois Lane. She’s always avoiding me. She treats me like I’m a nerd.
Psychiatrist: I see. Go on.
Clark: She’s in love with Superman. I can’t compete. He’s a hero. He’s strong, can fly, and has X-ray vision. I just have a job as a reporter, a two-bedroom apartment, and a pet fish.
Psychiatrist: Yes, I see. Continue.
Clark: I’ve given Lois flowers and chocolates. Okay, we work in the same building, The Daily Planet. She’s also a reporter. I’ve known Lois for five years. What should I do?
Psychiatrist: Have you ever discussed this matter with Superman?
Clark: I know Superman very well. We’re practically soul mates. However, Superman also likes Lois. I don’t want to break up my friendship with Superman, but I can’t stand how she cares for Superman more than she cares for me.
Psychiatrist: Have you considered building yourself up? Work out at a gym. Go meet other people at social gatherings. Date with other women. In other words, lose your attachment with Lois and get a new life.
Clark: In other words, I should get a new identity.
Psychiatrist: Exactly, I couldn’t have said it better myself.
Clark: Why thank you for the advice. I feel like leaping out of this building and flying away. You’ve lifted a big burden off my shoulders. You’ve exposed my vulnerability. I will follow your advice. I’m going to do what I’ve always wanted to do.
Psychiatrist: And what’s that?
Clark: I’m going to live the life of Bruce Wayne, philanthropist, entrepreneur, and playboy.
Psychiatrist: Sounds great.
Clark: I know the idea sounds a little batty, but I’m going to do it.
Psychiatrist: Well good luck. I hope you succeed in your new endeavor.
Clark: Thank you very much. Now it’s up, up, and away.
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