Pizza Better Than Foot.

Last night, my hubby, K, and I went out for pizza.  We went to a bar & grill not far from the house, a place where we have been going for years.  After we placed our order, we chatted about this & that.  A waitress who we “know” only because she has been there awhile, passed our table and greeted us with a friendly, “Hi, how’re you guys doing?”   We did the normal, “Hi, good, how are you?”.  Of course, she didn’t stop, kept walking.

Anyway,  I noticed something about her and said to K, “Is she pregnant, or did she just put on weight?”  She always had been a little on the heavier side, but her tummy just seemed a little bigger in proportion to the rest of her.  I couldn’t tell for sure either way.

I would have liked, if she was pregnant, to say “congrats!” “how are you feeling?”   “when are you due?”  All the normal questions women hear when they are expecting.  But – I could not tell.  I did not want to offend her if she was not.

I once asked a woman when she was due, she replied, “I had my baby 3 weeks ago”.   What’s the word?  AWKWARD!  No – STUPID!  I have never again asked a woman anything about her pregnancy unless I had firsthand knowledge, that yes, she is indeed currently pregnant.

So I felt bad not acknowledging this waitress’s possible impending bundle of joy.  But, I couldn’t take a chance!  Is there a politically correct way to ask a woman if she is pregnant, or just gaining weight?  I don’t think so.  Better to keep my mouth shut, this way I can’t put my foot in it!  The pizza tasted so much better knowing I did not insult, or embarrass anyone.