The session droned on for a good hour and a half and by the time Bert was done Bette felt like she had just gone around in circles with him again. After he left Bette peaked her head out the door and Lynn just smiled.
“Having fun?” Lynn asked playfully, Bette smiled sarcastically.
“Send the next one in, and by the way you are so fired.” Lynn laughed and got out of her computer desk chair and handed another file to Bette.
“You’re seeing Rhonda…” Bette let out a sigh as Lynn spoke closer to her ear, “ Help me Rhonda help help me Rhonda…” Bette slammed the door and walked to her desk hearing the giggles of her secretary. Bette looked up at her ceiling.
“God help me get through this next session with… Rhonda, hello.” She plastered a smiled on her face and shook the woman’s hand.
“Hello Miss. Porter, I’ve had a really bad week.” The woman said in a strong southern accent. Her bright florescent pink lipstick glared at Bette as the woman’s lips formed an almost childish frown.
“How about you tell me about your week Rhonda what was so bad?” Rhonda began to tell the story about how she thought her coworkers were talking about her behind her back and explaining how she just wanted to be friends and then how she thought her six cats were mad at her for changing the brand of food she fed them and on and on she went about the knew woman who moved into her apartment who wasn’t very attractive and cried all the time which upset her…
“Well look at the time, this was a productive session.” Rhonda looked at the clock and an expression of horror took over her features.
“But I didn’t even get to the part where I had a bad dream about the socks that kept disappearing in my dryer…” Bette walked Rhonda to the door.
“That’s okay Rhonda, write it down in your bad/good dream diary I told you to keep and tell me next week. Okay? Okay bubye…” Bette practically shoved Rhonda out the door.
“Dear lord, I hate you.” She said as she rested against the oak portal. She opened it again quickly to find a secretary fighting hard to keep her composure.
“I hate you too.”