A moth enters a dentist’s surgery.
The dentist asks the moth what’s wrong.
The moth says, “I hate my life. My wife hates me, my son is a disappointment, my daughter was the only person in the family I was proud of but she flew off.
My boss at my work always makes my day bad. He would spend all his day to make mine bad. I keep thinking of my last day on this planet, when I will finally fly into a windshield and end it all.”
The dentist says, “OK, but why didn’t you go to see a psychiatrist?. Why did you come to a dentist surgery?”
And the moth says,
“The light was on.”
