The Zombie Therapist
“I went to a therapist, and when I entered the room, I saw a zombie sitting behind the desk. I thought, ‘Well, this is new.’ The zombie looked up and said, ‘Hello. You’re here for your session, right? Just make yourself comfortable.’ I raised an eyebrow and said, ‘Are you… a zombie?’ The therapist nodded and said, ‘I am. Been one for over 20 years now. The whole brain-eating thing gets old, so I became a therapist. Now, I just consume people’s problems instead.’ I looked at him, slightly confused, and said, ‘So, do you still eat brains?’ He gave me a deadpan stare. ‘Only if they’re well-seasoned with unresolved issues.'”
