Maybe grouchy mom-to-be should stay home...
I stopped at the grocery store to pick up a few things for dinner. The socially inept bagboy (read: nerd) was like WOW, I bet you're ready to go any minute now!Uh, yeah buddy, I'm in active labor and that's why I'm buying shrimp and canned tomatoes. Uh huh.
I looked him square in the eye, and said nicely, No, I still have another month, and smiled.
Stupidhead could NOT leave it alone.
Yeah well, you know most people get to the point where they're just TIRED of being pregnant, and it's so hot and uncomfortable and they're like get this baby out, yada yada, blah blah blah. By this point, the woman in line behind me has started asking me questions, so they're BOTH talking at the same time. I tell the lady, it's a boy, yes it's my first, congratulate her on her new grandbaby.
The bagboy is STILL talking about how miserable it is to be as pregnant as I am.
I look at him and I say, yeah, I bet you know all about it from experience, huh? I thought the cashier was going to hurt herself she was putting so much effort into not laughing. The bag boy is like, well, you'd think, based on my fat tummy (yes, a grown man said TUMMY) but I've never had a baby, but I've heard women talk, so I KNOW.
He's lucky I didn't chuck that can of tomatoes at him.
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