Is pregnant. And she is due this month. They don’t speak much English so there isn’t much said other than an easy ‘how are you, Xonnie’ (which reminds me, it’s interesting how they pronounce my name. They emphasize the ‘o’ in my name. Which, at first I hated, because that was the way this other lady from the past -who has nothing to do with the cook or his wife-pronounced my name. And I don’t particularly like her. Actually, I hate her guts and to be frank I don’t often hate someones guts unless they greatly affected me in the wrong way, but that’s a different story and is completely off topic) -Anyways- I grew to absolutely adore the cook’s wife and the cook himself. Which brings me back to the point of my little rant. So when I find the pregnant lady I am fond of calling during this month. It scares me shitless thinking that she could possibly labor as of right now. But she isn’t. Er not that I know of because, of course, it is not my business. But I can’t help but freak out when she calls even tho she always calls frequently throughout the day since I’ve worked there. Gahhhh… I’m so nosy! But Babies make me jolly. I’m excited for them like a weirdo.
