A 51 year male was depressed.
He had gone to see a psychologist and declined to ever go back.
He was upset.
He finally filled me in on why he was so upset.
Patient: He (the psychologist) asked the stupidest questions. I went along with him for the most part but finally got up and left when he wanted to know if I put both socks on before I put on my shoes or if I did one side at a time.
His wife confirmed his statement. She was with him at the time.
Patient: What did that have to do with me being depressed?
Me: No clue. I think I would have gotten up and left as well.
Of course, I thought about it for the rest of the day. I'm pretty sure I've done it both ways in the past. I'm sort of afraid to ask a psychology colleague what it means.