Limped Her Way Out Of That One

, , , , | Right | October 4, 2018

(I’m a few months pregnant, but we haven’t felt ready to begin telling people beyond a few close family and friends. I’ve been having some discomfort with my ligaments stretching, which on this particular day is causing pain whenever I step on my left leg.)

Customer #1: “I notice you’re limping! What happened?”

Me: *with a friendly, polite smile* “Oh, it’s personal, but thank you for your concern!”

Customer #1: “I see. Well, I think I’ll just take my business elsewhere.”


Customer #2: “Hey, you’ve got a bit of a limp there!”

Me: “Haha, yes, a bit.”

Customer #2: “What did you do to yourself?”

Me: “Oh, it’s rather personal, but thank you for your concern!”

Customer #2: “Well you don’t have to be rude about it.”


Customer #3: “You must have bad knees like me!”

Me: “Haha, something like that.”

Customer #3: *clearly probing* “Well, I hope that whatever you did to yourself gets better soon!” *waits expectantly*

Me: “Thank you very much.”

Customer #3: “Oh, for goodness’ sake, what did you do?”

Me: *still with a friendly, polite smile* “It’s a bit personal, but thank you for your concern!”

Customer #3: “Fine, if you don’t want to talk to me, we don’t have to talk. Just ring me through and be done with it.”


Customer #4: “So how come you’re limping?”

Me: “I stubbed my toe.”

Customer #4: “You poor thing! Well, thanks for your help!”

(I do not like lying. I shouldn’t have to. Nobody should feel entitled to information about a complete stranger’s health.)

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