Ever since I was a child, I've always had a fear of someone under my bed at night. So I went to a shrink and told her, "I've got problems. Every time I go to bed, I think there's somebody under it. I'm scared. I think I'm going crazy."
"Just put yourself in my hands for one year", said the shrink. Come talk to me three times a week and we should be able to get rid of those fears."
"How much do you charge?"
"Eighty pounds per visit", replied the doctor.
"I'll sleep on it", I said.
Six months later the doctor met me on the street. "Why didn't you come to see me about those fears you were having?" she asked.
"Well, eighty quid a visit, three times a week for a year, is £12,480. A barmaid cured me for £10.00. I was so happy to have saved all that money that I went and bought myself a new Ducati."
"Is that so? " she said with a bit of an attitude, "And how, may I ask, did a barmaid cure you?"
"She told me to cut the legs off the bed. Ain't anyone under there now."