So I just went upstairs to like hijack a few white sheets of paper and I ran into a guy I haven't seen for a while. I mean I've seen him but we don't usually have time to speak like we did today. So, he was polite - at first - asking how I was and where I'd been I said "The floor right below yours". I mean if he really wanted to see me he could've taken the stairs said a quick halo then floated back onto his floor on that over inflated ego of his right?
So now things get mean. So I say that I'd come for some printing paper and he has me take some of his. I take 5 sheets even though I need like a hundred and fifty sheets. Just as I'm about to leave he drops this one on me.
"You've grown big eh?"
"Yeah, I'm like the fattest 24 year old on earth." I don't get embarrassed that easily. I've been fat for 10 out of those 24 years of my life so I'm used to the comments by now. So he continues.
"Don't you have like a skipping rope or something?"
I say:
"Ah No. Yeah I have a rope but it doesn't help that I come to work and sit does it? Then there's the little matter of the genes. You won't find anyone skinny in my family, heck! my clan. We're all a bunch of fatsos." And it's true.
I went on to explain how I have tried everything. I've dieted lost a few pounds then gained them all back. I've walked to work for months on end but lost only the fat in my fat ass and nowhere else. I just can't beat the fat genes.
So we finally end the conversation with a 'see ya' and I come down the stairs laughing at myself for making fun of myself. Does that make sense? If it doesn't, you're the slow one. I get to my desk and I tell my friend about how someone just told me in not so many words that I am fat. And I'm here thinking, wow! it is true. I'm fat as a pig and I'm getting fatter by the minute. There are these images of women on Oprah and Tyra saying how cool it is to be fat and that it's stupid to make fun of fat people. I think they're wrong. I think it's unhealthy to be fat. I think it slows you down when you're fat.
Fat is good but not when it shows through your clothes and flesh. I shall continue this discussion with myself tomorrow.
Adios.
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