"Can I check my weight?" He stepped on the scale in my office.
"Mr. Methhead, that's ten pounds less than you were last week!"
He grinned sheepishly. "I just got back from a four day meth binge, so I'm not surprised."
I didn't know what to say, so I settled for "Then I'm glad you're here and on time for your appointment."
A worried look came into his eyes. "Say, I've been having bad anxiety attacks lately. Do you think Dr. Analytic would give me something for that?"
"I'll certainly ask him, but I'd bet good money that he'll say your anxiety attacks are because you're coming down from meth binges."
"@#%! I figured it was worth a try."