I can be so rude these days.
I stopped by HC’s office the other day to have lunch with KW and MG. As I was chatting with HC and EP near their little cubical area, this woman, who is pregnant, came by to say hi. I like this woman well enough, but I can see how some might find her… how to put this… challenging. But again, I like her just fine.
Okay, so as I mentioned, this woman is pregnant. That’s not a terrible thing. That’s a really wonderful thing – for her. But other than knowing this fact, I don’t really care to know much more about her pregnancy. I get that she’s excited and wants others to share in that joy. And usually, I can play along. But I draw the line at sonogram photos.
A picture of an actual baby is one thing. But sonogram photos are… how can I put this… weird. One, they look so alien to me. It’s more like it’s some weird pod person. And two, this photo of the child genius is also a photo of a woman’s uterus. Maybe it’s just me, but I’m not so sure that’s anyone’s best angle. So no matter how I slice it, I’m less than interested.
But there I was, trapped between HC and EP’s cubicles with no way out while this pregnant lady is stampeding toward me with a reel of sonogram photos as long as my arm.
So let me stop here too. I mean, one snapshot of the pod person isn’t enough? You need a reel of photos of said pod person? Really? Does it look different from different angles or something? Seriously, I don’t get it.
The woman says, very genuinely, “Look at my baby!” I looked. She said, “What do you think?” I said, “It looks… weird.” I desperately searched for something more socially acceptable to say or to come up with a question to ask. Nada. Nothing. Zero. Ziltch. So I did what I normally do in these types of situations – I dragged another person down with me. I asked EP a few questions and soon we were all talking about something else.
I realize that a socially functioning human being can look at a sonogram photo – or do countless other insane things that you absolutely don’t want to do for the sake of social grace – but this is not me these days. It was weird and completely off-putting and I couldn’t hide that fact. Let’s hope that my social graces return. That or I might not be able to leave the house anymore.