In a quiet little village lived a boy named Arthur — the kid nobody wanted to sit next to. His classmates whispered that he was hopeless, and his teacher… well, she didn’t whisper at all.

“Arthur, you’re driving me insane!” she would yell, nearly every day.

One afternoon, Arthur’s mother arrived to ask about his progress. The teacher didn’t sugarcoat a thing.
“Your son,” she sighed dramatically, “is the most impossible student I’ve ever had.”

That was it. Arthur’s mother pulled him out of school and moved far, far away.

Twenty-five years passed.

One day, that same teacher developed a deadly heart condition. Only one surgeon in the country could save her, so she reluctantly agreed to the operation.

Hours later, she woke to see a handsome doctor smiling gently at her bedside. She tried to thank him, but her breathing grew strained. Her face turned blue. She lifted a trembling hand…

…and suddenly, she died.

The doctor stood frozen. What just happened?
Then he turned around.

There stood Arthur — older, in a janitor’s uniform — casually unplugging the oxygen machine…

so he could plug in his vacuum cleaner.

Come on… you didn’t really think Arthur became the doctor, did you? 😆