Wednesday, March 6, 2013

i'm not myself. i have a belly.

this morning i went into mr. t's office to ask a question about my boss. mr. t interrupted me and was super excited, "you're showing! this is real now," he said.

"um," i said. "this is old news. i've had this belly for a few days now."

a few minutes later i went back into his office. he held his belly, stood in a waddling stance, and began speaking in a girly voice, "i'm not myself. i have a belly. i'm pregnant." mocking me.

i have told him a few times how i no longer feel normal because i'm pregnant. and i don't have the stamina that i used to have when running or lifting weights.

for the record, he has now done this mocking belly activity three more times since then.

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