Mortified

So I had to go to my OB's office to get a note that releases me to work as a flight attendant.

I waited patiently as they were getting me the note, and I noticed a nice looking lady checking in with the receptionist for her appt. She looked to be about my age and had just a hint of a tummy. So I decided to ask her how far along she was as she walked past me.

Me: "Excuse me, can I ask you a question?"

Nice Lady: "Sure!"

Me: "How far along are you?"

Nice Lady: "Oh, honey, I'm not pregnant."

I. Was. Mortified.

But she was soooo nice about it. She grabbed my hand in that special Southern/Texas way and kept saying, "It's okay! Really, it is!"

And she walked away and sat down and waited for her appt.

No dirty looks, no mean things said.

It will be a long time until I ask some stranger that question again.