Now, in general, asking someone if they are planning on having a second child isn't that big of a deal.
But, honestly, I think that the bland "so, when are you going to have another kid" question that the security guard at my building lobs at me weekly is annoying. Not because of the question, per se, but because of the presumption inherent in that question. It isn't IF, but rather WHEN. Kind of like asking someone when they stopped beating their wife.
Of course, some of the people I work with/near have NO tact. Like the receptionist that kindly pointed out last winter that I was "starting to show." And when I smiled and patted my then-slightly protruding belly, she corrected me and said "no dear, I meant here" as she patted her ass.
Yes, that's right folks, a nice little old lady told me I was getting fat when I was 5 months pregnant. For the record? That nice little old lady? She's dead to me.
