about family pressure...

please do not join our poker game. i already lose enough money, as-is. thanks.

One has to be positive sometimes. Maybe they dont know that you already know or something and just trying to tell you that you can improve on yourself.

The best comeback to that could be; I know Im fat but you're ugly and I can diet.

If I was ten years old, maybe. I'm not and anyway, I don't, e.g., randomly stop the 80% of women in the street who really SHOULDN'T be wearing skinny jeans and tell them the truth because I assume that they have mirrors and are aware of their appearance...

Rule number one in 101 for parenting: parents should never compete against their children for their own ego rewards.

Siblings can be a nasty lot and are best ignored.

Butt the yoga pants can sometimes have one running for the eye-bleach.

Still it could be worse. They could be naked.

Just had a happy moment at the gym this morning..
Another two and a half stone and the Slammer will be back to my ideal battle weight of 25 stone-odd.
And waddya know I had a woman "feel" me up for the first time in years two weeks ago and surprisingly I did not shout "rape," she had to stop when her Hells Angles boyfriend started to get a tad agitated though.

Ah well where there was one there will be more, Fasching is a coming.

This is something to stay away from when a guy says that...

He! He! He!

One of the most detestable phrases in existence (along with the amazingly half-witted "I'm a poet and I didn't even know it!" - mandatory execution when I take over government). I have to struggle not to answer "it might happen to you, round the back of the head with a pool ball in a long sock..."

Not sure why we feel the need to comment on what others consume and it's relation to their appearance. I suppose we like to express our position especially when we think we know better or have an upper hand.

I recall a while back being in cue at the supermarket for a American BBQ themed party. I was asked to bring: crisps, ketchup, burger buns, RITZ crackers, and goodness knows what other white flour based things.
It did pretty much look like I was planning a gluten-induced coma. And though I know we all look at what the customer in front of us is buying (admit it!) I'd never think it appropriate to comment. But I'd noticed the man behind me looking me over with an arched eyebrow.

Then he leaned over to the cashier (as though I was invisible) pointed to my food and said: no wonder she's so round!

I was preggers at the time.

A couple weeks later I gave birth and a few days after that I saw my neighbour in the garden (a woman I'd seen nearly every day all summer) and she said to me, in a whisper as though it was taboo, "Have you had a baby? You didn't look pregnant to me!" Apparently my distending, rock-hard belly hadn't been proof enough. Or maybe I was so fat in her eyes that it all looked the same. Or maybe... and here's the one I like best: it's not any of her bleeping business.

But I think in some odd sort of way people think they're "just being helpful". Best is to smile manically until they go away.

Hahaha, it sounds like a typical clumsy attempts to be funny, nothing mean, just....clumsy. I think he expected you to laugh, start slapping knees and thank him for cheering up your grim afternoon

It is good not to react, I agree. Although I am always so tempted to let "you don't look so ugly either" slip out of my mouth..

The last comment I had was when I was munching on one of those reaking and heavenly cheese tarts at the train station and had a guy saying "Bon ap, I wish I could, do they make them fatfree" and tapping his potbelly, it was actually funny..

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Seeing some particularly unflattering shots of yourself makes you realise that, in a way, the nasty comments are completely warranted. And suddenly you remember why you never go out and hate having people looking at you. All the bad stuff anyone ever said goes into a repeat loop in your head and you just want to sit in a corner and hide and never go out again. Even if someone made you a lovely compliment on the evening in question (thank you summerrain).

nooooooo, I saw the picture of the dress you wanted to sell and you looked lovely, you really do.
You know there's no reason to flatter a person just because.. on a public forum.. you can only say what you think from what you see, and I saw a lovely voluptuous young lady and said so.

This is the most thoughtless thing in the world. As if the person they are talking A) does not live in that body every day B) does not shop for clothes for their body C) has NEVER been told their weight is an issue D) has not found themselves oddly at attention during every diet commercial ever E)...F)... ... *long rant later* and Z) SO OBVIOUSLY NEEDS YOUR HELP!

It's amazing how unable to comprehend another's experience people are sometimes.

i am quite thin and a few years ago i was even thinner.
i went to burger king in london and ordered a whopper with the big fries and a diet coke (just because i happen to like diet coke more. not that it was anybody's business)
the guy tells me "no i will give you a normal coke, you are way too thin"
me "excuse me? i don't want a normal coke, i want the diet one"
he "but you should really be careful, you know we hear all about this anorexia stories blablabla"
the fact that i was having a cheese whopper with the big fries obviously escaped him.

other annoying comments, coming from friends: i am in a relationship for more than 6 years. there are people who ask me EVERY SINGLE TIME i go back to greece "so, what about getting married?" erm, as i told you 3 months ago, i will send you an invitation whenever it happens (or maybe not)

the meanest (sp?) award goes to a girl i didn't know. it was after being on the beach, so i was wearing a very short dress above my swimming suit. at some point i had to bend to lift something and this girl from INSIDE a car, gets herslf out and shouts something along the lines of "are you doing anti-celluilite exercises?" wtf???

Did it cross your mind that perhaps she wanted to know if you were doing anything special not to have any cellulite ?
It could be interpreted both ways..
Nevertheless, how impolite and cheeky !!

it didn't cross my mind, because i do have a lot of celluilite!

A friend of mine thinks that too and what she has is the type of cellulite that you can't see when standing still, only when you squish the flesh. Also known to those of us who have the real type as "no cellulite".

lol! i used to have this kind too! but smoking, coffees, no exercise and alcohol converted it to the real thing.
(at least i had fun in the process! :P)