Last week I went to the local grocery store to buy milk. By the time I made it to the register, I had a gallon of milk, a chuck roast, Gatorade mix, and a watermelon (yes, a watermelon). The cashier bagged my groceries and before I could pick up the two bags, the bag boy (I think that’s what you call them…) picked them up for me. This is the conversation we had:
Me: “I can get those.”
BagBoy: “No…I’ll get them. You look like you’re carrying enough on your own anyway” (at which point he glances at my abdomen.)
Me: “Yea. You’re right.” (chuckling)
BagBoy: “Is it a boy or a girl?”
Me: “We don’t know yet.”
BagBoy: “Really!”
Me: “We hope to find out soon.”
BagBoy: “Oh. You’re pretty big, so I figured you were far enough along to know what it is already.”
Me: “Yea….” (less chuckling)
When I got home I recounted this story to Jason. He asked if he needed to go down there and have a little talk with the guy. I love my husband!!!! J
Mandy
It is amazing what people will do/say to pregnant women. Hang in there!!
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