Names and obsession
A psychiatrist was conducting a group therapy session with four young mothers and their small children. “You all have obsessions”, he observed.
To the first mother, he said, “You are obsessed with eating. You’ve even named your daughter, Candy.”
He turned to the second mum. “Your obsession is money. Again it manifests itself in your child’s name, Penny.”
He turned to the third mum. “Your obsession is alcohol. That’s why you have named your child, Brandy.”
At this point, the fourth mother got up, took her little boy by the hand and whispered, “Come on, Dick, let’s go.”