For the second time in a week, a client has asked me if I am knocked up. Oh, pardon — if I am “expecting.”

Blair: “Yes, thank you. We’re very excited.”
Client: “How far along are you?”
Blair: “I’m due in June.”
Client: ::blank stare:: “But…but you’re already showing! You still have a long ways to go, honey. I’m going to feel bad for you come the spring.”

She tried to make a comeback by saying it was obvious that I am pregnant because I’m so “trim” everywhere else. Nice try, jackass.