Meg: Okay, I guess.
Doc: Have you been working on what we talked about—doing things that make you happy?
Meg: Not really.
Doc: What did you do this weekend?
Meg: Not much. It was too rainy. I did go for a drive on Sunday though.
Doc: Was it a nice drive?
Meg: Uh, it was pretty boring. Except for this one, perfect moment.
Doc: Really. Tell me about this perfect moment.
Meg: Well, the rain had stopped, the sun came beaming out from behind the clouds and there was this young couple walking down the sidewalk holding hands. They had a little dog too. A white one.
Doc: And that make you happy?
Meg: Yes. Because I drove by them and splashed them with my car.
Doc: I see. Did you do this on purpose?
Meg: I don’t know. Maybe. Probably. Yeah, I guess I did it on purpose. I could have changed lanes. Actually, I moved into the lane next to them just to go through that huge puddle.
Doc: I see. What did you do after that?
Meg: Went to the mall.
Doc: Did you buy anything nice?
Meg: No. I just remembered that there was a big pothole outside of Macy’s.
Doc: Did you splash more people with water?
Meg: Just one lady. She was carrying like 80 shopping bags. She doesn’t need all that stuff. That’s what’s wrong with our society, you know. Materialism.
Doc: What else did you do on Sunday?
Meg: Went to the gym.
Doc: Did you have a nice workout?
Meg: Not really. I got distracted. See, I was in the locker room staring at myself in the mirror and I realized that I look much more like a T-Rex than a pear.
Doc: A T-Rex?
Meg: Yeah, a T-Rex. Look at me. I have thick thighs, a big butt, a small waist, and tiny wrists and ankles. You know, whoever started comparing women to fruit — pear-shaped, apple-shaped, banana-shaped — they just don’t know what they’re talking about. I mean, a pear doesn’t have arms and legs. Not even a head. At least a T-Rex has a head.
Doc: Is having a head important to you?
Meg: Of course it is. What kind of question is that? Wouldn’t you want someone who’s judging your physique to at least give you a head?
Doc: I suppose.
Meg: Though, I can imagine you without a head.
Doc: Okay. That’s enough for today, I think. Let’s talk more next week.