Last fall when I was fully a YEAR post partum, I was in NYC on the train, and a man got up and very humbly and kindly (and a little too proud of himself?) got up and offered me his seat, clearly because he thought I was pregnant, and I was too pissed and embarrassed and also I wanted to sit, so sit I did. Yesterday I rode the train a FULL six months pregnant and this time I popped out my bump like I was trying to catch a cab with my sexy leg. And nothing. NOTHING! No seats. WHAT IS THIS BACKWARDS WORLDDDDDD