Yesterday, a female co-worker and I decided to go out and grab an afternoon snack. It is important to note that she is pregnant, and far enough along that you can tell she is pregnant. We were joined in the elevator by a guy that works across the hall from our office. While in the elevator this guy is awkwardly looking at her stomach, and you can tell he is just dying to say something. He then proceeds to ask us if we are together. Yeah, he went there. After a few seconds of complete awkwardness, we tell him that we aren’t. You’d think a normal person would just kind of end the conversation there right? (Actually a normal person would never ask two complete strangers if they are together, but that’s beside the point) He then tells us that he thought we might have been together because we were similar size. Hopefully he meant height, because I don’t believe that I look pregnant.
Where do you even start here? Asking two complete strangers if they are together is one thing, but when the woman is pregnant that’s a whole new ballgame. That brings in all sorts of different dynamics. The size comment is just completely baffling to me. Like does this guy (Jon Gruden would be proud) honestly think that people are getting together strictly based on being similar heights? Based on his theory I’d have a legitimate shot with Jessica Alba if she was my height. Maybe he’s onto something here.
-Milosh
This milosh guy just dominated the hell out of our previous guests, Dr. Jack and The Maestro. For all future guest bloggers, this is how shits done around here.
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