- Everyone that works at the Tag and License office despises their job. But I really can’t blame them. Paying taxes pisses people off – so most of their customers are in a bad mood.
- Pregnancy is a handicap – the man in front of me was applying for a handicap sticker because his girlfriend was pregnant. I’m pissed no one offered me a handicap tag. If pregnancy is a handicap can it also be a disability?? I wouldn’t mind sitting on my a** all day drawing a check. :) – I’m totally kidding – I don’t mind working – I’m just a lazy pissed off pregnant lady.
- Apparently I am having a boy. A man in line behind me said in the best southern – slightly redneck – voice possible:
SSRM ( southern slightly redneck man): “Excuse me ma’am? Do you know what you’re having?”
Me: thinking – what the hell is he talking about? Oh yeah I’m knocked up! “Umm no I haven’t found out yet.”
SSRM: “Well just wanted to let you know I’m pretty sure you’re having a boy.”
Me: “My husband really wants a boy so maybe you’re right.”
This man was super nice. It was kinda weird (hardest word to spell ever!) since I haven’t had a stranger ask me about my pregnancy until today. It caught me off guard but if you’re wondering how he predicted the pregnancy let me explain.
His father was the master at pregnancy prediction. Something to do with the moon. Not real sure how the moon affected this but anyway – he went on to ask my due date and informed me if I could hold out 6 days longer I could have the baby on his birthday! Awesome new stranger baby predictor friend!
Happy Monday! Check back for a bump date post!