So, I decided to change Thursday from "Thoughtful Thursday" to "That One Time" Thursday. Big change, I know! *Sarcasm*
That One Time I got asked if I am pregnant.
This evening, I walked into work, went back and clocked in, came out and started straightening. A few minutes later, the lone customer was ready to be checked out. I went up to the register, typed in my employee ID and password, and stared ringing up the clothes. The lady was making small talk with me, and I was politely answering. She told me about how she was buying clothes for her niece, but soon she'd have to start buying boy clothes because she's getting a nephew soon. That's when it happened.
Lady: "So, are you pregnant too, then?"
Me: "No..."
*Awkward silence*
For the rest of the transaction, she didn't say a word to me until I told her she could swipe her card and asked if she wanted a printed copy of her receipt.
For the rest of the night, I sucked in my gut as much as I could.
Then I came home and ate hot wings.
Don't worry, hot wings are low carb.
BTW, this is the second time I have been asked if I was pregnant. At least I didn't cry this time. (I could have sworn I posted about the other time on my blog, but I guess I didn't. Long story short, a lady asked if I was preggo. Too short? Long story medium, I needed some Dr. Pepper, so I went to the gas station to get some before class. As I was paying for my liquid heaven, the sales lady asked me when I was due. I quietly said "I'm not." We finished my transaction in silence, and as I left the gas station, I started crying. Later I called my mom and now I can laugh about it.)
People are dumb. #1 you don't look pregnant for heavens sake! and #2 you never, EVER ask that question.
ReplyDeleteI was asked that once when I was working on my first summer home from BYU. I think it's the spirit's "glow" or something that people mistake for pregnancy glow?