That happened to me one time! I am by no means fat nor do I look pregnant, I work out, and I wear a size 4 jeans! One time in the grocery store a produce clerk asked when I was due, I thought he was joking, so I started laughing. He's like, "What's so funny? I was serious." I stopped laughing and I'm like, "Yeah, seriously mental!" What a freak.under the mouse's thumb wrote:when i was in high school, i learned to never ask a woman when she was due...especially, if she were a he.
a woman with long curly hair and a very pregnant looking belly in a mini van pulled up to my window. i told her what a blessing babies were and when was hers due. just then, the passenger leaned over and yelled " can't you see he's a man???!!! well, no, i couldn't...sorry he had his pants on, which is more than i could say for the guy earlier....
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OMG, I really shouldn't read thee threads while being at work... I had to laugh so hard when I read this one... You think my colleagues believed I got a funny email from a consultant? I guess notunder the mouse's thumb wrote:when i was in high school, i learned to never ask a woman when she was due...especially, if she were a he.
a woman with long curly hair and a very pregnant looking belly in a mini van pulled up to my window. i told her what a blessing babies were and when was hers due. just then, the passenger leaned over and yelled " can't you see he's a man???!!! well, no, i couldn't...sorry he had his pants on, which is more than i could say for the guy earlier....

I know someone who called her little boy "Duifje". It's Dutch for little pigeon. I really hope he doesn't grow up as a big heavy Hell's Angel fan... :twisted:
And sometimes I too wonder how kids will feel later on when they are in school with their funny names... but then, everyone will have a funny name, and they will make fun out of the Joe's and Janet's.
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I was eating in a restaurant once when some poor host was actually set up by a husband with an incredibly cruel mean streak! This mid-30's couple entered the restaurant, and yes, the wife was slightly on the large side. When asked how many in their party, the husband said "Two and a half." The host picked up this cue and asked the wife cheerfully, "Oh! When are you due?"CerasiJ wrote:That happened to me one time! I am by no means fat nor do I look pregnant, I work out, and I wear a size 4 jeans! One time in the grocery store a produce clerk asked when I was due, I thought he was joking, so I started laughing. He's like, "What's so funny? I was serious." I stopped laughing and I'm like, "Yeah, seriously mental!" What a freak.
The chill in her voice could have frozen a volcano: "I'm not pregnant."

I felt sorry for the host, yes, but even sorrier for the lady who was saddled with a jerk like that!
As for me, I follow the Dave Barry rule: "Never assume a woman is pregnant unless you see a baby emerging at that very moment"! :)
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I'm pretty sure I was the guest in question. There are just too many details in the story for it to be a coincidence.Grumpy wrote:I was working at Splash photo (the past few nights, actually), and I had a guest that came up to me, wanting to purchase HER (thought it was a HIM) picture. . .
She was an asian woman, had masculine features. She carried herself in THE EXACT same manner as a feminine, homosexual male (ie. .stereotypical flamer {sorry if I offended anyone, I'm not intending to AT ALL}). She then asked if APs get their discount, I asked to see the AP, and she showed it. I thought it belonged to one of the 2 young girls that was with her, as I didn't pay attention to the picture. I granted the discount, and she wanted to pay w/ her bank card. I then asked to see ID. . .she showed it to me, and stupid me ACTUALLY asked:
"Excuse me, is this your wife's?"
She didn't get all pissed off at me or anything, she just calmly said "oh no, it's me. . . "
Talk about a stupid CM. . .I know we all have seen "gender questionable" guests, but to actually SAY something other than "excuse me sir" (to a female), every CM that heard about it, I guess was the highlight of their night.
::digs out the photo from Splash:: I was wearing a loose fitting t-shirt and slacks, and I had my hair tied back... I've had worse things happen... One Bank of America employee consistently used male pronouns to refer to me throughout my transaction despite the fact that I was wearing a skirt; there wasn't a counter between us to block her view either.
Incidents like this don't happen quite as often anymore; these days, I only tie my hair back at work, where I have to for food safety reasons, and I wear more form-fitting clothes. I think at the time, my hair was long enough to tie back, but short enough to be annoying if I didn't tie it into a ponytail...
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I was checking seatbelts at the matterhorn. As a rule, I call little girls "Princess", little boys "Prince Charming", and children I can't tell the gender of "Sweetie" or "Little One".
So, a sled comes up to disbatch, and there is a man with his child in seat 3. The child isn't buckled. Because the child is wearing long cargo shorts, a basketball jersey, vans skate shoes, and has short hair, I called it "Prince Charming".
The father turns to me (annoyed) and says, "She's my daughter".
To which I reply, "Oh, I'm sorry Princess".
While his daughter chimes in, "That's okay! I want to be a boy".
So, a sled comes up to disbatch, and there is a man with his child in seat 3. The child isn't buckled. Because the child is wearing long cargo shorts, a basketball jersey, vans skate shoes, and has short hair, I called it "Prince Charming".
The father turns to me (annoyed) and says, "She's my daughter".
To which I reply, "Oh, I'm sorry Princess".
While his daughter chimes in, "That's okay! I want to be a boy".
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Then you say, "Oh, I'm sorry Pinocchio!"saidthekat wrote:I was checking seatbelts at the matterhorn. As a rule, I call little girls "Princess", little boys "Prince Charming", and children I can't tell the gender of "Sweetie" or "Little One".
So, a sled comes up to disbatch, and there is a man with his child in seat 3. The child isn't buckled. Because the child is wearing long cargo shorts, a basketball jersey, vans skate shoes, and has short hair, I called it "Prince Charming".
The father turns to me (annoyed) and says, "She's my daughter".
To which I reply, "Oh, I'm sorry Princess".
While his daughter chimes in, "That's okay! I want to be a boy".
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Funny.lady ulrike wrote:I actually have a friend who heard a kid being called for at the Matterhorn. Her name was Aquanetta. (very true, I promise)
My dad taught overseas on a Navy base. One of the kids that came through there was named Shithead (Shi-thead). Read the spelling another way, SHIT - HEAD! Oops.
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All right, unless the parents don't speak English, they should be launched from the face of the earth into deep space for naming their kid shithead. I feel sorry for him/her. :(
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An aquaintance of mine named her Kid Asti, because they had drunk a lot of Asti Spumante the night thier baby was concieved.
They asked us if the same thing happened when our Daughter Bailey was concieved (Thankfully not !!) :D:

They asked us if the same thing happened when our Daughter Bailey was concieved (Thankfully not !!) :D:
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I also have a gender Identification problem. When ever I use my "Customer Service Voice" my voice raises several octives for some reason. I normally have a fairly deep voice, but when I interact with a Guest (especailly on the phone) I sound quite feminine.
I have had customers come into my store and ask for that polite lady they were just talking to on the phone, or turn around to talk to me and say "Excuse me ma'am" only to see a 5'11" 350 lb male.
I have had customers come into my store and ask for that polite lady they were just talking to on the phone, or turn around to talk to me and say "Excuse me ma'am" only to see a 5'11" 350 lb male.