Baby Strunk Countdown

Never to pass up an opportunity for a gamble or a game, some of my coworkers set up the attached pool to see when the baby would be born. They are also guessing how much he will weigh, what his name will be, future professions, pets - really all sorts of things. Some of these are good suggestions. According to this, he might be called Ralph or Terrence. Nothing wrong with those names.

But my coworkers are also very funny. As an additional treat, they decided to start a pool about how much sympathy weight I had gained in the pregnancy. Frankly, some of these estimates are insulting. Luckily they were honest enough to put their names next to their guesses. At least now I know who I can turn to when I need an empty compliment or a healthy dose of cold, hard truth. That piece of paper you see taped to the board is a receipt from a lunch I ate one day which was included, I guess, to prove a point.

Hilarious, aren't they?