Ghost

My therapist asked me to tell him
How i felt to see him every Tuesday, Thursday and Friday.
I said, buddy, i don't give two shits whether or not i see your ugly ass face at all.
He smiled and said,
I'm flattered that you complemented my face. Most people i work with called it revoltig, and then they go to the bathroom to throw up.
I wanted to slap that cheeky bastard who was staring calmly at me.
In the end i didn't, though i got some pretty good comments in.