Gap

I walked through the double doors of the massive building. It was a little before 4:30 on a Thursday afternoon and I was a little early for an interview. I walked as confidently as possible up to the front counter, and made eye contact with the person behind the counter. Without blinking an eye, the girl took one look at me and said, "Maternity's upstairs."

I was so flustered that I just remember the feeling of my cheeks getting hot, as I tried to respond and walk away with any sort of pride left. "Uh..." I stammered. "I'm not pregnant. I'm here for my interview."

AWKWARD!

The girl said that, by the way my hand was on my belly, she just assumed.

WOw. What a crock of shit.

I couldn't believe that someone thought I was pregnant.

I guess there's a first for everyone.

Nyquil is kicking in. So tired....

Nightttt!