The other day I was up in the Finance department handing in my latest Travel & Expense reimbursement form. Now that I'm in my third trimester and walking like a penguin, people no longer bother asking if I'm pregnant. They jump right away into the barrage of questions: How are you feeling? When are you due again? Do you know what you're having? Have you thought of any names? The nice lady who processes our forms and issues our reimbursement checks happened to see me and asked how I was doing. She followed the general pattern of questions and then the conversation took a turn I couldn't have anticipated.
When I told her I was having a girl, she asked me to turn around. Oooooohkay, that's a new one. After a little spin, I faced her again and she said, "You look like you're having a boy." What the whaaaaaa????? Is there something on my @$$ that says what I'm having? Well, then she explained that I was only carrying in the front and usually women with girls carry all over. In spite of her explanation, I headed back to my cube completely confused. Even if that old wives's tale were true, would you ask a pregnant women (IE someone who is already self conscious about her body shape) to turn around and then comment on where her weight was sitting?
Bizarre.
P.S. Actually published by Danika not realizing Brent was signed in.
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