Parking

Running late to a doctor's appointment, I pull into the lot titled "Expectant Mothers" at the hospital. It's closer than the lot for my actual doctor's office.

The security guard starts to approach me as I'm jogging towards the front door.

Excuse me, this lot is for expectant mothers.

I am expecting. I'm 6 months pregnant.

But are you expecting.

Yep, thanks for thinking I don't look pregnant!

(And I continue on my way... completely pretending I didn't understand what he was telling me!)

I know, next time I'll park in the other lot. But this one doesn't say Mothers in Labor. It merely says Expectant Mothers. Clearly I qualify. :)