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Today was Tara's day at the groomers and my day to get out to eat and do some shopping. I wanted a mat and ball to make my stretching easier.
I was verbally assualted by some skinny in guy the sporting goods store. Apparently, he likes to sit on the equipment and shout about the joys of eating your veggies. He wasn't angry just loud and in my face. I was rather annoyed that some stranger felt it was ok to tell me I needed to eat better. Just because I'm fat does not mean my last meal was cheeseburger and even if it was; it was none of his business. My ride [big girl too] seemed to think was just being friendly and helpful. I found this odd because she's been known to get very snarky if some poor guy asks if she's saved, then she will rant for hours after. I've said before that I think unasked for diet advice is just as intrusive maybe more so. Unless you're the person's doctor or the subject is raised by the person in question it's rude and rarely helpful.
When I'd had enough I put on an Anya smile and told him more than he wanted to know. "You aren't telling me anything I don't know. I'm here to buy some equipment to do home therapy. I'm just waiting for a sales person."
Skinny guy, "If you just stop eating fat you'll feel better."
"My doctor is in charge of my diet."
Skinny guy, talks about carrots again. I try to get away but as I need to the stuff I'm standing in front of there's no luck. " I've been on me feet too long I need to buy this stuff and go home."
He starts on about some vitamin I need.I pull out my conversational rocket launcher I don't normally mention this to people who haven't asked and most of the time I leave out detail. " I have CP it's a brain injury because my heart stopped as a baby." Then I think I'm being clever," You know all about brain damage, right?. Vitamins just can't fix us all."
It was wasted on him [maybe he DID have a brain injury] he was still talking to my ride about the evils of fatback when mysale personknight in shining workout colthes arrived.
To top it off I got the wrong sized ball and almost got in the wrong car. [long embarassing story where I prove that I can only act intellegently when I don't have think about walking.]
I was verbally assualted by some skinny in guy the sporting goods store. Apparently, he likes to sit on the equipment and shout about the joys of eating your veggies. He wasn't angry just loud and in my face. I was rather annoyed that some stranger felt it was ok to tell me I needed to eat better. Just because I'm fat does not mean my last meal was cheeseburger and even if it was; it was none of his business. My ride [big girl too] seemed to think was just being friendly and helpful. I found this odd because she's been known to get very snarky if some poor guy asks if she's saved, then she will rant for hours after. I've said before that I think unasked for diet advice is just as intrusive maybe more so. Unless you're the person's doctor or the subject is raised by the person in question it's rude and rarely helpful.
When I'd had enough I put on an Anya smile and told him more than he wanted to know. "You aren't telling me anything I don't know. I'm here to buy some equipment to do home therapy. I'm just waiting for a sales person."
Skinny guy, "If you just stop eating fat you'll feel better."
"My doctor is in charge of my diet."
Skinny guy, talks about carrots again. I try to get away but as I need to the stuff I'm standing in front of there's no luck. " I've been on me feet too long I need to buy this stuff and go home."
He starts on about some vitamin I need.I pull out my conversational rocket launcher I don't normally mention this to people who haven't asked and most of the time I leave out detail. " I have CP it's a brain injury because my heart stopped as a baby." Then I think I'm being clever," You know all about brain damage, right?. Vitamins just can't fix us all."
It was wasted on him [maybe he DID have a brain injury] he was still talking to my ride about the evils of fatback when my
To top it off I got the wrong sized ball and almost got in the wrong car. [long embarassing story where I prove that I can only act intellegently when I don't have think about walking.]
