There's nothing better to start your morning than going to the jail to interview an inmate and having the officer at the front desk ask whether the baby you are currently pregnant with is a boy or a girl. She's not confused with your previous pregnancy, because she just asked to see a picture of your eight-month-old. She laughs when you tell her you aren't expecting, and says again, "Well, you sure looked like you was in a motherly way!"
I knew I was fat, but I really didn't think I looked 5 or 6 months pregnant (at least). I guess I was wrong.
She crushed what little self-confidence I had.
I feel too gross to even be seen in public. I have GOT to lose some weight.
And you know what else? That rude bitch didn't even apologize.