No, I Just Ate A Really Big Burrito

I walk into my insurance agency yesterday to update our policies and this is what happens:

After getting my name and information up on her computer we need to get some info off of my car. So we stand up, walk outside, chit chat, blah, blah, blah.

Then I say, "I've only got 8 weeks until my due date so we're still getting a few things done. We needed to do this before the baby comes."

Insurance agent: "What? You're not pregnant!"

Me: Blank stare

Insurance agent: "Wow!"

Me: "Yeah, I know."

Insurance agent: "Well, congratulations! But I still can't believe you're pregnant!"

Me: "Neither can I!"

Lesson learned: if you can't beat 'em, might as well join 'em, right?