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It was submitted by Bad Word Mama
A couple of years ago I was at home with the kids while my husband was at work. I was knee deep in the throws of an ordinary day, which for me consisted of mountains of laundry to fold, dishes to wash, a baby to feed, a mess in the kitchen, etc. Shortly after lunch the doorbell rang. I peeked out of the blinds and saw the familiar outline of the brown UPS truck through the crack. It wasn't unusual for UPS to be making a delivery at our address. I was a frequent Amazon shopper and bought many household items, including diapers and wipes. In fact the busy Christmas season had recently ended and UPS was delivering packages to my house so often that I actually became pretty friendly with the UPS driver. He was a young guy who was very friendly and not to mention, easy on the eyes.
However, this time when the doorbell rang, I was greeted by an unfamiliar face. There was a new UPS delivery guy standing at my doorstep, but whatever. It really didn't matter. He verified my name and then handed me the oversized box of diapers and I set it down by my feet. My toddler kept trying to make a run for the open door. Peanut who just a baby at the time, kept crawling to my feet and attempting to pull himself up by grabbing a handful of my yoga pants.
Eager to shut the door so I could maintain some control of the kids, I reached for the electronic tablet where you sign your name. And that's when it happened. He asked me the dreaded question. A question you never, ever, EVER ask a woman….
"So, you're expecting?"
I looked up at him confused. Surely he didn't say what I think he just said! Did he not see my infant son crawling at my feet?!
I somehow managed to squeak out, "Expecting what?" The UPS man quickly replied with, "Another baby. You're pregnant aren't you?"
Stunned and mortified I racked my brain for something, ANYTHING to say during this horribly, awkward moment. I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry. I wanted to punch him square in the nut sack! But I didn't. Instead I shook my head and said, "I'm not pregnant."
But he didn't stop there. Oh no! This time he held out his arms in front of his stomach, as if he was trying to create a make shift pregnant stomach (a huge, pregnant stomach I might add). He said, "Oh my mistake. I thought you were pregnant. You totally look pregnant."
By this point I was done. I gave him the most disgusted look I could possibly muster and pretty much slammed the door in his face. I was shaking, trembling, and heartbroken. I know it sounds silly to some and I should've just shrugged it off and went about my day. But, i'm sensitive and I was already feeling a little (okay a lot) self conscious about my less than perfect, post baby body. I mean I have had five kids. FIVE! And it's not that i'm that big (well I am now, but I wasn't back then). I was in fairly decent shape considering that I had recently given birth not that long ago.
I called my husband and sobbed into the phone. I told him the details word for word. I was crying so hard that I was a blubbering hot mess of hormones and despair. My husband was my hero that day. As soon as we got off the phone with each other, he looked up the customer service number for UPS and asked to speak to a manager. The first person he spoke with was a female customer service rep. My husband briefly explained the situation to her, and the first thing out of her completely horrified mouth was, "Oh NO he didn't!!!!" in reference to the jackass of a UPS driver.
I have no idea whatever happened to the UPS driver, or if his manager actually talked to him or not, but I do know that he never came back to our house again.