Life Out Here

Just a small way to keep my friends and family, who are strewn about the country, in The Know about my life in Seattle.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

The Inappropriateness of You....

So, I was just in the kitchen here at work, nuking my lunch, when a co-worker, not a "friend" mind you, but a co-worker, asked what we were doing for Thanksgiving.

[Back story: The Inappropriate Co-Worker got married recently and was a huge Annoying Co-Worker Bride. She made her wedding everyone's business, even though only one person from work was actually invited. And she had the nerve to ask if I had nice handwriting because she didn't and she wanted someone to hand address her wedding invitations. All 150 of them. I lied and said my handwriting was chickenscratch. No good for invitations. Marriage was all the talk around here for two months.]

"Going to Steve's parents" I say.

"Where do they live?" Inconsiderate Co-Worker askes.

"Up in Alderwood Mall.."

"Oh, that'll be nice. They're so close." ICW says.

[nice, small talk conversation....1:45 seconds to go on the microwave]

"Yeah" I say "It's nice hanging out with his family."
[This is true. I'm not editing for the sake of the blog]

"Do they ever give you guys a hard time about not getting married?" ICW askes.

[Ooooh. Dangerous territory here.....]
[And let me mention my body language at this point. Half turned to her, half turned to the microwave. Looking away from her, out the window, so as not to encourage more chit chat.]

I say, "His mom ribs us, but that's about it. It'll be six years in January, so it's a big joke now. It's not a big deal."

[Normal people would have picked up my tone here. Do not talk to me.]

"Wow", says ICW. "Six years? Wow."


"So," ICW says, nonchalantly as she eats her lunch, "What are you going to do if you get pregnant?"

[blink, blink]

"Uh. That's not an issue."

[or, how about that's none of your freakin' business?]
[microwave dings]

"You never know...." ICW says. "It happens..."

"Uh. Again, it's really not an issue."

"You know, that could really put a twist on your plans....."

I left the kitchen while ICW is in mid sentence.

You guys know me. Rarely am I speechless. I am quick to come back with some smart ass retort. I pride myself on it. But not this time. My face was flushed. I was trying hard to remain unfazed while thinking of how to respond without 1) being rude (because I'm nice like that) and 2)without giving away too much information about my personal life.

Responses that now come to mind are:

"So," ICW says, nonchalantly as she eats her lunch, "What are you going to do if you get pregnant?"

"Oh, Steve is really a woman, so there's no chance that's going to happen."
"Oh, did you not know? We already have four kids, so five would be great! We could be just like the Partridge Family!"
"Pregnant? That's just a myth. Women can't have babies..."

There are others, but I'll stop.

I may have to confront her and explain to her how very, very inappropriate that question was. Make her feel as uncomfortable out as I do right now.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Some people just don't have a clue! You could always email her the link to your blog - that way you don't have to say anything. She can just read it!

5:04 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Appropriateness is over rated. You gave that up when you started to post all of your personal info on this blog! Lighten up sweetie!

6:20 AM  
Blogger The Hamilton's said...

What a weird conversation to start with someone that you don't know well. I would probably just be annoyed over it & not say anything, though. Maybe you should make up lots of interesting stories (lies) about yourself to share with her. I like the response "we've already got 4 kids, what's one more?"!!

10:48 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

YOU, at a loss for words - that really hard to believe!

12:18 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

YOU, at a loss for words - that really hard to believe!

12:19 PM  

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