Wednesday, January 07, 2009

sweetie

I had to get some more maternity pants. I have 2 pairs, and one of them falls off of me. I have been told I will grow into them. Anyways, so I do not wear Old Navy Yoga Pants everywhere, I decided to pick up a couple pairs of pants.

I live less than a mile away from a maternity superstore. I first went there right before Christmas to buy nice pants and a skirt for the holidays. The place is extremely over-staffed, but they tend to be helpful. Anywhoo, I went back today and arrived right after it opened so I had stalkers all around me. The girl that got me (they must work on comission) kept calling me "Sweetie". Generally I am not sensitive about being called that, but it is usually old people who use names like that on me. This girl was in her 20s. I thought it was weird that she always finished verbal exchanges by calling me sweetie or anything else to the same effect. I kept wondering if they are coached to speak gently to the hormonal and emotional pregnant shoppers. It does not work too well with me since so far I have not been an emotional wreck. The hormones did not hit my brain like that (at least not so far).

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