So Mulla Nasridine met an old friend outside the door of his psychiatrist office one day. She looked at him surprised, gave him a big old hug, and said, “Mulla, so long since I’ve seen you. We should get together sometime and have a cup of tea. But tell me are you coming or going?”
The Mulla looked at her and said, “Well. If I knew that. I wouldn’t need a psychiatrist would I?”