A conversation about parenting, work-life balance, and other incidental subjects.
posted by Camille LizarrÃbar at 8:45 AM
by Hilary
I have found that the mostly likely place to encounter unsolicited belly pats and comments from strangers is at Wal-Mart. There seems to be no other common denominator except for the fact that the socially incompetent thrive cruising the aisles buying underwear and milk.
"It's a girl, right?"
"No, it's actually a boy," I reply.
"No, no, no, honey, it's a girl," replies the braless woman clad in her finest Lynard Skynard concert wear. And there's a part of me that wants to protest, but what would be the point? She clearly thinks her beer-buzzed intuition is far superior to, oh say, highly trained level two ultrasound technicians. Go to full story.
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