Funny Encounters While Stuffing Your Face and Dissertating
Setting: Neighbourhood coffee shop
Cast of Characters: Me, dissertating while eating my third pumpkin scone in a row, patting my tummy contentedly; Sally Senior, chatty, sweet lady sitting next to me.
SS (looks over at me): I know you’re in the early stages but I have to ask. When is she due?
Me (confused for a second, but then assumes she somehow knows I’m dissertating): Oh, you know how these things go. Soon, I hope.
SS (laughs): Has it been difficult?
Me: It’s been more than 6 years.
SS (laughs): It feels like it, eh?
Me (even more confused): No, it really has been. It’s been more than six years.
SS (smiles): You’ll get there.
Me: Thank you!
A few minutes later, SS stands up to leave. She goes to the counter and then stops by my table. She holds out a brownie.
SS: This is for you and the little one (she gestures towards my belly). Have a great day!
Me (thinking): Whaaaaattt?
Moral of the story: if you stuff your face with too many pumpkin scones, nice, well-meaning seniors are apt to think you’re pregnant. I should do this more often!