Ethics Shmethics

Leigha Simmons sat in the therapist's office, arms and legs crossed and upset.

A judge had ordered her to undergo anger management after a road rage incident where she was cut off another car, got int a fender bender, attacked the other car with a tennis racket, and verbally berated a police officer as he arrested her.

The therapist came in and sat across from her. He was looking at the forms she had filled out as to why she was there. "So...."

Leigha cut him off. "Look, I don't want to be here. I don't think I need to be here, so can we just agree to go through the motions?"

"I have to report to the court, so I can't lie. You don't think you have anger management problems?"

"No. If people treat me with respect."

Geoff Martin, the therapist sighed. "Says here, you're divorced with no children. Care to tell my why you got divorced?"

"My ex wanted kids. I didn't."

"Why don't you want kids."

"I see my friend with kids. Their lives are controlled by their kids. Everything they do revolves around their kids and the kids' schedule. I want freedom, and I want to keep my money."

"What do you do for a living?"

"Alimony, and I work teaching tennis at Four Pines Country Club and West Side Tennis Club."

"Let's get back to your anger issues."

"I don't...have...anger...issues."

"I saw the video of you angrily insulting the police officer."

"He wouldn't believe me. The whole thing was not my fault. God, this will go a lot easier if you see it from my point of view."

Geoff nodded. He did a very good job of hiding how he felt about this bitch. He had just developed a new hypnosis technique that allowed him to implant thoughts into the subject that went deeper than normal hypnosis could.

"I have a suggestion. Go along with it, and I'll wrap this up sooner than the court wants."

"Fine, whatever."

Geoff got Leigha to lie down as he closed the blinds and put on some rhythmic baroque classical music and set up a flashing light on the coffee table.