Olivia Wilde complains of subway riders who wont give their seat to a giant preggo

Here are some photos of Olivia Wilde at TIFF almost a week ago. I was surprised when I saw these photos because I didn’t realize she was this far along in her second pregnancy. Olivia announced her pregnancy back in April, just as her son Otis Sudeikis was turning 2 years old. By my calculations, that means that’s probably… eight or nine months pregnant. Well into her third trimester, in any case, and really obviously and visibly, heavily pregnant. You would think that this would be the phase of pregnancy when the whole world would make way for a big ol’ preggo lady. You would think that she would constantly get offers to sit down and take a load off, wherever she goes. You would be wrong. Apparently, when Olivia rides the subway, no one offers up their seat to the giant pregnant lady:

NBD, able-bodied 🚇 riders who won't give your seat to a GIANT preggo. I'll just stand riiiiight next to your head and pray I go into labor.

— olivia wilde (@oliviawilde) September 14, 2016

This is just a humanity fail. I’ve seen people on Twitter like “you bitches wanted equality so here it is.” Um, there will never be equality in human reproduction. Never. As long as women are the ones who have to carry the babies for nine months, men never get to use “equality!” as an excuse for being douchebags. I’ve also heard first-hand accounts of non-pregnant women being nicer to pregnant women as opposed to men being nicer to pregnant women. As in, a non-pregnant woman sees a pregnant woman and thinks, “Damn, her feet must be killing her, I’ll offer her my seat.” Because empathy. And if you check the comments/tweets on Olivia’s tweet, you’ll see that a lot of people look at a pregnant woman and think, “It’s her fault for getting knocked up, I’m not giving up my seat.”

I’m assuming that Olivia was on the New York subway system when this happened. That sucks. Living here in the South, I’ve gotten used to men going out of their way to be courteous to me, a non-pregnant woman, on a regular basis. I can’t go anywhere without men (sometimes young boys) holding the door for me, offering me a seat, etc. Olivia might have a better time of it outside of New York?

Photos courtesy of WENN, Fame/Flynet.

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