Man: Can I ask you something and you promise not to get mad?
Man: I’ve been staring at you from across the room for a while and I was just wondering….
Me: *gulp!! Shifts nervously…..
Man: I noticed you’re wearing a loose fitting shirt… are you hiding something?
Me: *confused and wondering where this is leading…
Man: You know, as in.. are you hiding a little belly under that? Are you pregnant?
Me: relieved because she wasn’t sure where exactly this conversation was leading and that question is better than all the alternatives that were running through my mind!
*laugh hysterically and say, “Ah yes.. I AM actually hiding something. Well you see, too many pepsi’s and Snickers later.. I wear the shirt to hide the big belly. So YES the shirt is for a reason. But NO it’s not the reason you thought.
Man: laughs…. Then says, “Well good for you!” (whatever that means!)
Me: I CAN’T STOP LAUGHING. I mean first of all, who asks that? And secondly why is NOT being pregnant “good for me?”
Well, wait… don’t answer that. I know why it’s good for me to NOT be pregnant. The whole miserable 9 months, the labor pain, etc.
Anyways, the innapropriateness of his question cracked me the hell up. Stuff like that is GREAT! Classic. Shocking! Incredibly hilarious. And I can’t really blame him. But I mean, really? WHO ASKS THAT?