I Just Gave Him a Much Smaller Part
“Doc, youve got to help me!” came the frantic call to the psychiatrist. “They guy next door thinks hes in an opera. He sings day and night at the top of his lungs. Its driving me crazy!”
“Send him to me,” said the shrink.
A week later, the caller phoned again, sounding much calmer, “Doctor, I dont know how you did it, but hes not singing anymore. Did you cure his delusion?”
“Not exactly,” the psychiatrist replied. “I just gave him a much smaller part.”