The Doctor Examined Her — Then Delivered an Ending No One Saw Coming

 

One day, an elderly woman walked slowly into a doctor’s office, clearly uncomfortable and deeply embarrassed. She explained that she had been suffering from a terrible itch in her crotch and didn’t know what to do anymore. The doctor listened carefully, nodded, and after a brief pause said calmly, “Well, ma’am, it sounds like you may have crabs.” The woman’s eyes widened in shock. She straightened up and replied firmly, “That’s impossible. I am an eighty-year-old virgin.” The doctor hesitated, then suggested she get a second opinion, just to be safe.

So the woman went to another doctor and repeated her problem word for word. The second doctor examined her chart, listened to her symptoms, and reached the same conclusion. “It’s most likely crabs,” he said. Furious now, the woman snapped back, “Absolutely not. I have never been with a man. I am an eighty-year-old virgin.” She left the office insulted, convinced no one was actually listening to her and determined to find a doctor who would take her seriously.

By the time she reached the third doctor, her patience was gone. She laid everything out immediately. “Doctor, I have an itch in my crotch. Do NOT tell me it’s crabs. I am an eighty-year-old virgin. It cannot be that.” The doctor raised an eyebrow, paused thoughtfully, and said, “Alright, jump up on the table and let’s take a look.” She hesitated, then agreed, desperate for answers. The doctor examined her very carefully, much longer than the others.

After a moment, he stepped back, nodded, and said, “Well… you’re right.” Relief washed over her face. Finally, someone understood. She leaned forward eagerly and asked, “So what is it then, doctor?” The doctor smiled and replied, “It’s not crabs. It’s dandruff.”

She blinked. “Dandruff?” she asked.

“Yes,” the doctor said. “From your eyebrows.”