A woman grunts and screams and pushes, having a baby for the first time. Her husband grips her hand tightly whispering words of encouragement, just as excited at the prospect of bringing a brand new person into the world, a part of himself. The doctor makes pleasant conversation throughout, inquiring about the couple's wedding, and their first kiss, all the while instructing the woman to push and breathe.
"Have you picked out a name for your new baby girl?" The doctor says jubilantly as the baby exits the birth canal.
"It's a girl?" The woman asks breathlessly.
"It's a girl." The doctor replies smiling broadly and wrapping the baby in a towel.
The baby, however, hasn't made a noise since its birth and the woman is growing concerned as the doctor hands her the child.
"She isn't moving or crying, is she ok?" The mother asks, worried.
"oh no she's definitely dead." The doctor replies jovially.
The would-be father is outraged and shouts "what kind of doctor are you?!"
To which the doctor replies "Oh I'm not a doctor, but I did stay in a Holiday Inn Express last night. I could afford it because I just saved a bunch of money on my car insurance by switching to Geico."