Dr. Jones, a young psychiatrist begins
his practice in an office building. After several weeks, he realizes that
the older man he usually sees in the elevator each morning and evening is
Dr. Smith, also a psychiatrist. Finally, after a month or two of frequently
sharing the elevator, Dr. Jones pulls his skewed tie, rakes his fingers
through his disarrayed hair and approaches his colleague: "Dr. Smith,"
he says. "Every day I step into this elevator in the evening, exhausted
and frazzled by the gut-wrenching stories of my patients, and you appear
as calm and cool as you do each morning. Tell me, tell me please how to
do it? How do you maintain your equanimity after listening to the woes of
your patients." "My dear Dr. Jones," replied the older man.
"Who listens?"
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