I need to vent. And try to feel better.
Last night my mother and I did some Christmas shopping. We went to my favorite restaurant that I frequent, let's call it Green Crab. I'm a regular there and they know me. As the server was leading us to our seats, she gives me a big smile and says with a look toward my stomach "That baby is going to grow up LOVING seafood, huh?" I just looked at her and said "Um, I'm not pregnant." She didn't miss a beat and said "Oh? Sorry, I thought you were. I thought someone told me you were expecting." I said "nope, not pregnant. Haven't been for six years." And then she seated us, told us to have a nice dinner, and left with another smile. My mother was silently fuming. I sat and looked at my mom and said "Really?!?! REALLY?!"
Who does that and doesn't feel embarrassed? I would be MORTIFIED if I called someone pregnant and she wasn't.
The same thing happened a few weeks ago at a Subway. As my mother and I were looking at the menu, the approximate high school age cashier said "So when are you due?" I stared at her for a second before replying "I'm. Not. Pregnant." She shrugged and said "Oh. Sorry. You just look like you are." I was so shocked that I didn't even know what to do. We ordered and left but I thought my mother would kill her with the glares she was giving.
What do I do in these situations? I am embarrassed to even be asked this but I'm also embarrassed for the person asking and because I don't want them to feel bad, I tend to gloss over it like it's no big deal. The problem is it IS a big deal. I'm very hurt by these comments.
I'm not that big. Honest I'm not. I have been going to a gym since March, four days a week, but the progress is slow. I've been doing ab exercises but it doesn't happen overnight.
The medication I'm on has contributed to the weight gain but my chosen anti-depressant is the only one I have found so far that does not give me awful nightmares. (I loved zoloft but the nightmares were unbearable. I would actually be afraid to go to sleep.)
I know I should just let the comments slide off my back (or my stomach!) but this has happened three times in the last three months. (There was another time that I didn't add here.)
What do other people do in these situations? Do I complain to a manager? I didn't want to last night because as I said it's my favorite restaurant and I don't want to get the server in trouble.
Sorry this is so long. Thanks for listening!
Last night my mother and I did some Christmas shopping. We went to my favorite restaurant that I frequent, let's call it Green Crab. I'm a regular there and they know me. As the server was leading us to our seats, she gives me a big smile and says with a look toward my stomach "That baby is going to grow up LOVING seafood, huh?" I just looked at her and said "Um, I'm not pregnant." She didn't miss a beat and said "Oh? Sorry, I thought you were. I thought someone told me you were expecting." I said "nope, not pregnant. Haven't been for six years." And then she seated us, told us to have a nice dinner, and left with another smile. My mother was silently fuming. I sat and looked at my mom and said "Really?!?! REALLY?!"
Who does that and doesn't feel embarrassed? I would be MORTIFIED if I called someone pregnant and she wasn't.
The same thing happened a few weeks ago at a Subway. As my mother and I were looking at the menu, the approximate high school age cashier said "So when are you due?" I stared at her for a second before replying "I'm. Not. Pregnant." She shrugged and said "Oh. Sorry. You just look like you are." I was so shocked that I didn't even know what to do. We ordered and left but I thought my mother would kill her with the glares she was giving.
What do I do in these situations? I am embarrassed to even be asked this but I'm also embarrassed for the person asking and because I don't want them to feel bad, I tend to gloss over it like it's no big deal. The problem is it IS a big deal. I'm very hurt by these comments.
I'm not that big. Honest I'm not. I have been going to a gym since March, four days a week, but the progress is slow. I've been doing ab exercises but it doesn't happen overnight.
The medication I'm on has contributed to the weight gain but my chosen anti-depressant is the only one I have found so far that does not give me awful nightmares. (I loved zoloft but the nightmares were unbearable. I would actually be afraid to go to sleep.)
I know I should just let the comments slide off my back (or my stomach!) but this has happened three times in the last three months. (There was another time that I didn't add here.)
What do other people do in these situations? Do I complain to a manager? I didn't want to last night because as I said it's my favorite restaurant and I don't want to get the server in trouble.
Sorry this is so long. Thanks for listening!
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