Just when I thought I didn't have anything to write about today, something embarrassing happened.
I was walking down Fifth Avenue enjoying the beautiful weather. I was about to make a right turn when a street cleaner stopped me and said "Congratulations". I immediately thought about the big fat crystal flower ring I was wearing on my left-hand ring finger. But then I quickly dismissed the idea because the ring is obviously fake. So I asked the guy "Congratulations for what?" He then said the worst thing every woman dreads hearing - "Oh I'm sorry. I thought you were pregnant."
Huh! What?! I couldn't believe that just happened. I was in a state of shock not to mention mortified. I stopped in front of a store window to check out my profile. Okay, I am wearing a dress with an empire waist, but I definitely don't look pregnant. What an ass! I've always heard these horror stories about other women, but never imagined it would happen to me or at least any time soon. After replaying the brief conversation, I wish I would have scolded him with a big fat "Didn't your mother ever tell you not to say that!?"
That comment was WAY below the belt (both figuratively and literally).
Thursday, October 22, 2009
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