The Psychic Walked Into a Door
A psychic walked confidently into a cafĂ©. She told the waiter, “I already know what you’re going to say.” The waiter smiled. “Really?” “Yes.” “What am I going to say?” She closed her eyes dramatically. “You’ll ask me what I want to order.” The waiter nodded. “Correct.” She smiled proudly. “See?” Then she turned around…
