Lost in Translation

So last night Trixie and I dined on Chinese food and then went to pick up my dry cleaning.

My dry cleaner rocks.

Good guy, great service.

He's Korean, so sometimes I have to listen closely to what he's saying.

I walked in to get my items and he looks at me and pats his belly with both hands, and asks "When baby?"

I think he's having a go at me, so I grin and respond "Oh, a couple of months."

His faces contorts to reflect confusion and I bid him a good night on my way out the door.

I tell Trixie what he said and she laughs.

As I prowl down the street, however, his comments weigh heavier and heavier in my mind.

I then ask Trixie "I know I'm over weight, but I don't look pregnant, do I?"

She then tells me that she thinks he was inquiring as to when "we'll" be pregnant.

What do you think?