ANALYST: Lie back, relax, and tell me your troubles.
LITTLE PROFESSOR: I'm experiencing these...urges.
ANALYST [encouragingly]: Go on.
LITTLE PROFESSOR: Yesterday, I bought cute little metal shelves and organized the cupboard in my bathroom vanity. Today, I bought cute little plastic baskets and organized the junk drawers in my kitchen...
ANALYST: Did these actions assuage your feelings of need?
LITTLE PROFESSOR: No--they intensified! I cleaned out a kitchen cupboard and the pantry, then scrubbed down the bathroom. And after that I vacuumed.
ANALYST: Your suffering must have been intense.
LITTLE PROFESSOR [sighing dramatically]: Now, I feel the urge to...I don't know if I can bring myself to admit it...
ANALYST: I promise not to judge you. Trust me.
LITTLE PROFESSOR: I...I...I'm thinking about cleaning up my office at work. Filing all the papers, throwing things out...
[The ANALYST looks stunned.]
Doctor, I don't know if I can help myself! Help me discover what's bringing on this uncontrollable desire to neaten everything in sight.
ANALYST: This appears to be a classic case of displacement. Isn't that a stack of Brit Lit II papers on your table?
LITTLE PROFESSOR: Well, I, er...
ANALYST: And shouldn't you be grading those papers?
LITTLE PROFESSOR: I, um, ah...
ANALYST: I assure you that after several hours of grading, you'll be in no mood to clean anything.