slowpoke

this blog entry doesn't concern pistoy, but definitely falls within the "pregnancy bitching" category.

lately, i've become an anti-social at the parking lot and at the office lobby.

parking lot
people have this thing about waiting for you to emerge from the parking lot so they can hold the building door open for you. nice of them, right? chivalry's not dead.

but. it puts some pressure on me to walk faster, so they won't have to wait longer holding the door open for me! and at that time in the morning, walking fast to get to work is not really my thing, pregnant or not. especially now that i take my time walking dahil i run out of breath easily.

to avoid being the parking lot detour, or at least lessen the chances of me looking like one, when i see someone ahead of me, i intentionally walk slower to keep a good distance between them and me. or, when i sense that they will still hold the door for me for as long as i take to get there, i take out my phone and start pressing buttons (call mama, or delete messages, or check vmails) to avoid establishing eye contact with them (which leads to the "i'll-wait-for-you-nod").

office lobby snob
by now you know how this is. people who are at the lobby, waiting for the elevator.

i've always been a "stairs person", especially since i'm only on the 2nd floor. i took the stairs (going up and down) well until my 7th month. ok, a little beyond 7th month. but towards the middle of my 3rd trimester, i started taking the elevator.

even if i manage to "escape" being a parking lot snob, sometimes the elevators take forever to come down to the 1st floor, and i "catch up" with the folks who were ahead of me. there are times when i "almost catch up", and that's when the problem arises.

after taking my sweet time, people will still hold the elevator door open for me, even if i just stepped into the lobby, with a good few yards between me and the sliding door. they will all be eagerly listening to my footsteps, holding the door open, sometimes with 1 or 2 heads peeking out to check if i am going.

i don't want the extra pressure to walk faster! =P and then there's that awkward first few seconds when i take my place in the crowded shaft. i try to throw small talk by making fun of the situation "sorry guys, that's the fastest i can walk", or "feel free to drop my name when you run late in a meeting". and then there's the inevitable "when are you due?" question, and their eyes popping out of their sockets when i tell them i still have a month to go. =P


it's not like i'm becoming an anti-social. it's just that i don't want to be causing anybody delays, or causing my heart a faster rate.

oh, and i get that "are you alright?" concerned-look/question when they see me walking slowly. c'mon, they don't expect me to be bouncing around the halls with the extra 38 lbs!