In a quiet little town, there lived a doctor with a legendary reputation—he could predict the gender of unborn babies with uncanny precision, weeks before the ultrasound!
For decades, expecting couples swore by his predictions, praising his “sixth sense” and calling him a miracle worker.
At his retirement party, a curious reporter asked the question on everyone’s mind:
“Doc, what was your secret? How did you always get it right?”
The old doctor chuckled and leaned in.
“Simple,” he said, “I’d tell the expecting mother my prediction out loud—’It’s a girl!’—and then immediately write boy in my notes.”
Everyone leaned in, confused.
“If I was right,” he continued, “they’d cheer and say, ‘You nailed it, Doc!’”
“But if I was wrong, they’d come storming back: ‘You said it was a boy!’”
He pulled an imaginary clipboard from his pocket and smirked.
“And I’d just calmly flip open my notes and say, ‘No, no… see here? I wrote girl. Must’ve been a misunderstanding.’”
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