The Hospital Checkup
During his morning rounds at a psychiatric hospital, a doctor stopped to check on three patients who had been making remarkable progress.
He entered the first room and found a patient quietly reading a thick novel.
The doctor smiled.
“That’s wonderful! You’re looking much better.”
The patient looked up, confused.
“I’m… just reading a book, Doctor.”
The doctor nodded proudly and continued down the hall.
In the next room, another patient was carefully writing in a notebook.
“Excellent!” the doctor said. “You’re making great progress too.”
The patient smiled politely.
“I’m only writing a poem.”
“Keep up the good work,” the doctor replied before moving on.
Finally, he walked into the last room.
There, he froze.
The third patient was standing perfectly still on top of a table.
“What on earth are you doing up there?” the doctor asked.
Without moving a muscle, the patient calmly replied,
“I’m a lamp.”
The doctor sighed, walked over, and gently helped him down from the table.
The instant his feet touched the floor…
The first two patients shouted from down the hallway,
“WHO THE F*CK TURNED OFF THE LIGHT!”
