Friday, September 24, 2010

Self Image




So. Tonight was interesting. About a half hour into my shift at work, I got a customer who was brave enough to ask the question that no human being, especially another woman would usually dare to ask.


Her: Are you having a baby?
Me: [stunned silence] ...no.....?
Her: Oh.... well. You're lookin' a little round.
Me: [more. stunned. silence.]




Then, the customer's husband chimes in, and let me tell you, it only gets better from here.


Him: Look at her hips. You have nice hips. You have a boyfriend?
Me: Yes, actually. I do.
Him: Well, if you didn't, just know that I'd get atcha.



WHAT??? Did I dream this conversation? My face turned bright red. I couldn't look up, and I was close to tears.

Kids, I am not one to usually care what other people think about my appearance, but weight has always been a bit if a struggle of mine. Not much, though. I would say about as much as it is for any other reasonable minded woman. It takes up about a millimeter of space in my head among all the other more important things I have to worry about. But I have never been more. offended. in. my. life. I was so offended that I couldn't even get a retort out. I couldn't even muster a feeble "...I could say the same about you..." under my breath towards the terrible assuming woman, because the thing is, she wasn't a spring hen, by any means.

I know that I shouldn't let this bother me, and I should move on from it. I know that I will never see this person again, and that she is probably some stupid idiot who has no idea what is going on in the world around her, but I simply cannot stop thinking about it.

What would you guys do in this situation? Any advice you can offer?

Thanks, loves. Hope everyone is having a good start to your weekends! Back tomorrow with a more uplifting post about my favorite teas and Morgan's favorite mugs :)

4 comments:

  1. we've already talked abut this, and you know how i feel... but i want to point out once more just how beautiful you are!! and on the inside, too. i love you.
    i read this on a poster one time, and it's always stuck with me nomatter how corny i thought the poster was. it went something like:
    'strangers do not say hurtful things because they WANT to hurt you, they say hurtful things because they themselves are hurting inside.'

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  2. Thanks, Lynz. I know you of all people would know just what to say to make me feel better about this. <3

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  3. this happened to me once and I was MORTIFIED. I was working at a bank with a girl who was very pregnant (7, 8, 9 months along) and a customer was talking to her about her pregnancy, and then said to me "do we have another momma to be back here?" and I turned beat red and said "actually, no." I was so shocked and embarrassed that I didn't know what to do. Who is dumb enough to be so rude?!

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  4. Eeep! Totally agree. Quite possibly the most embarrassing thing to ever happen to me. I am sorry you know how I felt in that moment! People can be so terrible sometimes.

    xo
    S

    p.s. this might be terrible timing to say this, but the food you cook and post on your blog looks AMAZING. <3

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