Scene: Work party/reception last night (the first one I've been to all year...yay for being able to stay awake past 6 pm!). Packed deck. Me and a group of girls are chatting....likely talking about how they have wine and I have a bottle of water.
Samantha says "Let's go down by the river. It's cooler down there," and she leads the way.
After a minute of not really getting anywhere because of all the people, she turns around and says to me, "Hey fattie!" (which, coming from Samantha, is basically a term of endearment). "You go first. People will get out of the way because of your belly."
We all laugh because she's being ridiculous and shuffle around so I can be at the front of the line.
I almost wish I was joking, but I didn't even have to take one step before the person blocking us stepped out of my way.
I guess there are some benefits of being a pregnant fattie.