This is a little off topic because the person wasn't my T, nor even a T yet, but anyway...

When I was in my twenties and had recently moved out of the place where I'd been living, I went back for something and met one of the new roommates. He said he was starting medical school (or about to) and thought he wanted to be a psychiatrist "because it was so easy". This was back when most psychiatrists did do talk therapy, so I gathered he was planning to go through the motions of being a therapist and count on his patients not to notice the difference.