At ten past four in the afternoon, I was standing as a good patient at the door of her office. Although I knew that her shift was over, she always stayed a while in case I came in.

"Patient, today did you deign to show up at your doctor's office," she asked in a sardonic voice when she saw me standing in the doorway.

"I will look for another psychologist, mine is crazy," we started to laugh.

"You know the protocol, you're a doctor here," he winks at me.

I walk through and close the door to take