Are you pregnant or just fat?
One of the hardest things I think about working with the public, especially with a generally older population, is that old people have no filter. It's honestly like working with children. They have no problem telling you exactly what they are thinking. And you're left there to just smile and pretend like their brutal honestly hasn't just broke you. A month or so ago I was at a client's house doing an assessment. I had on what I thought was a cute top, pinstripe button-up 3/4 sleeve, with a mock black vest on top, paired with some cute black pants and flats. I actually felt good about how I looked when I went to work that day. My day was going great until the words "So are you pregnant or just fat?" came out of her mouth. I smiled graciously and said "Just fat", when inside I wanted to die. The appointment was the longest 15 minutes of my life. I just wanted out of her house and into my car to cry. Which is exactly what I did, I sat in my car and crie...