The checker at Target today asked me 'how many months' I was... conversation continued as follows:
Me- 'Uh, none. I had a baby a few months ago.'
Checker- 'Sorry'. (but not really)
Me- 'That's ok.'
Checker- 'Sorry, but you still look, you know...' (tugs at front of her shirt)
Me- 'Uh, yeah. Some of my fat moved up while I was pregnant.'
Checker- 'So, is the father, uh, still with you?' (not seeing my WEDDING RING, evidently)
Me- 'Yes.' (Thinking, wow, this girl's elevator is definitely NOT going all the way to the top)
Checker- 'That's good. Did you have a lot of morning sickness?'
Me- 'Well, I had a lot of nausea the first couple of months but I didn't throw up.'
Checker- 'So you felt sick all the time?'
Me- 'Yeah, but I wasn't throwing up.'
Wow... that was WEIRD-ASS. And somewhat humiliating.
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