Jan 14, 2004 13:50
so, the title fits 2 things, both falling into today's trip to Subway.
As the nice lady asked me what I wanted, and I told her (assorted veggies and sauces), she begins talking to the other lady next to her.. WHILE she's applying my mayo and spicy mustard. Apparently I need a gallon of each per bite. And, then the same with the oil and vinegar; I've got enough to douche several 3rd world nations, make a salad to impress Martha Stewart, and a bit left over to lubricate a car.
While I'm standing there, waiting, the 2 women behind me are speaking loud enough so I can easily hear the majority of their conversation.
"You know so and so...well, normally I be over here in the morning, but she called me today to axe me if i could come by and help her. I said would but chile i was on the other part of town. So she says to me that her daughter ain't feeling good and can i help. I says no, but i'll come by later. So, i calls her later and she says she had her daughter rushed to the hospital cuz she didn't know what was wrong with her. Girl, she tells me her daughter birthed a 5lb baby. Can you believe that? Neither of them knew she was pregnant, girl!"
I can't help but wonder how young her daughter was.. did she really not know she was pregnant? Is 5lbs so small that you wouldn't really know if you were pregnant or just putting on a bit of weight? Or perhaps she was large enough that a 5lb child wasn't noticeable. I know women have erratic menstrual cycles, but surely you'd notice something after..oh.. 9 months. And the sordid and assorted morning sicknesses and other issues.
mysteries.