One of these women is pregnant:
A) me
B) my work colleague who's been trying to get pregnant since April
C) One of the part time college students
D) My career driven manager
If you said D, you'd be right!
Whoop-de-fucking-do.
I would celebrate with a bottle of wine or three, but since (you know what's coming, don't you?) I've been cramping since dawn with no blood show, I've been popping ibuprofen all day and I don't like to mix it with alcohol.
So I'm eating Doritos instead. I figure I deserve a treat after the day I've had.
Did I mention I got my schedule mixed up and got to work four hours too early?
Yeah.
Whoop-de-fucking-do.
Wow...you ARE having a shitty week! Sorry.
Posted by: Lynnette | October 20, 2005 at 04:20 PM
I forgot to mention the most important part - my manager has never wanted children.
Ta-da!
Posted by: Orodemniades | October 20, 2005 at 04:42 PM
Maybe she has just said that in the past to avert TTC talk. I know I used to (and still do if I am not comfy discussing it!)
Sorry you are having a bad week.
Posted by: Pamplemousse | October 21, 2005 at 09:55 AM
Yup, you win the crappiest day at work award.
Doritas are good for you.
And at least you weren't four hours late for work.
Posted by: Scully | October 21, 2005 at 10:32 AM
Ah, no, my dear Pamplemoussey. She doesn't want this child, either, but her husband's very excited...
We're almost at betting stage at work. Will she:
A) have the shortest maternity leave ever
or
B) give up work altogether and be a stay-at-home mom?
We're all undecided as of yet...
Posted by: Orodemniades | October 21, 2005 at 12:53 PM
Oh okay then. She is officially a fuckwit!
Posted by: Pamplemousse | October 22, 2005 at 04:36 AM
Ohh sweet heaven, I'm sorry.
Enjoy those Doritos - I think you're entitled to a large bag.
Posted by: April | October 24, 2005 at 04:09 PM