A conversation

Recent conversation with a store clerk while buying the rest of the garden's wood mulch:

Clerk: Now, you make sure you put your feet up and have someone else do this for you.

Me: Oh, no. This is my job. But they aren't too heavy.

Clerk: But, you must be ready to have that baby any day now.

Me: Nope, I have about 8 more weeks.

Clerk: Holy cow! (then, hopefully...) Twins?

Me: No.

Clerk: (looks terrified, giggles sheepishly, and then hopes I'm not too offended.)

I love it when I can horrify a total stranger.