I told my boss today.
I didn't mean to, but I messed up an experiment, and then figured out we could save it and the sudden change in emotions was too overwhelming.
We're walking down the hall to the cold room and I'm using my hands as blinders so he doesn't see me crying. He knows I'm upset (although actually at that point in time I was really happy) and tells me it'll be okay. I throw him the hand and say, "Don't talk to me." We make it to the cold room and I just blurt out, "It's not you. It's me. I'm pregnant, not crazy."
Look of surprise. "That's okay." "Congratulations!" "Where are the plates?"
And that is how I told my boss. Poor man.
Later I got an email saying he was really happy for us and that he couldn't believe I told him in the cold room.
Honestly, I can't either.
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