Hersight Is 20/20

(I’m pregnant and have just had an ultrasound that has confirmed that I am having a boy. The guest in question is a regular every weekend.)

Guest: “Oh, you’re pregnant!”

Me: “Yes, I am.”

(The guest reaches out and grabs my stomach.)

Guest: “It’s a girl! I can tell, and I’m never wrong!”

Me: “Actually, I’m having a boy.”

Guest: “No, you’re not. I am never wrong. It’s definitely a girl!”

(Every time I see the guest after this, she informs the table that I’m having a girl, and emphatically states that she is never, ever wrong about these things. After my son is born, the first time I see her at work, she flags me over to her table again.)

Guest: “Oh, you had your baby! Did you have a boy or a girl?”

Me: *laughing* “I had a boy.”

Guest: “Congratulations! See? I told you that I was never wrong! I knew that it was a boy all along!”