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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!