Allow me to be a complete ass hole for a second here…
But why the fuck does people assume I want to hear “you’re beautiful, I like bigger girls”
That right there just says, “Hey you’re a fat girl” to my face, in “nicer” words. It still cuts the same.
I get it I’m fat. Do I want to be told it? Not really.
Why can’t people just say “Hey, you’re beautiful” I think I’d be more apt to taking THAT sort of “compliment” rather than the Compliment followed with the insult.
That’s right up there, with “You have a pretty face” Thanks; you just called the rest of me total crap. Fucker. And I’ll have you know, I have a great personality too with this pretty face. Oh right, personality doesn’t matter. Doh.
Anyway, This vent comes from the fact that last Saturday I went to the Compass bank in the Albertsons for my grandma. (May I just state that I had just rolled out of bed and went up to her house wearing my Pajamas. There for I am in no mood to be approached, in fact its probably not wise…And I’ve never had a problem… until…)
On my way out of the store this homeless looking drunk guy feels the need to stroll up to me and say “you’re beautiful, you really are” several times followed by “I like bigger (as he hand gestures a size) women, and you’re just beautiful.” I think normally one might be like “thanks” for being called beautiful, however I was both creped out and mortified by this guy.
Sure I’m being some “shallow” human being, but geez! He then proceeds to tell me where he lives (as if that matters to me) and then continue repeating the ‘you’re beautiful statement.’ And then, here’s the real kicker, he tried to freaking touch me. NO joke. He walked closer to me reached his hand out. At this point I should have busted out my ninja jitsu moves, but sadly I have none, so I just stepped backward.
At which point the guy starts walking away, again, still muttering the same phrase.
I get it.
It’s NEVER okay for a stranger to touch another stranger.
Ever.
Then, today I’m walking out of that same Albertsons for yet another errand for my grandmother and I get a guy “excuse me miss, can I get like 25 to 50 cents change?” and as I turn around, it’s the SAME FUCKING GUY! And he again starts stuttering the “you’re beautiful” phrase, this time leaving out that I’m fat. Thanks for that one homeless guy.
Fuck you.
2 comments:
Ok, I think you're being just a teensy bit touchy here. Which is fine, don't get me wrong. But still. You ARE beautiful, and they don't mean it as an insult, they mean it to quantify their statement.
However. Homeless guy? Ew. He can keep his body lice to himself, thx.
How is that touchy?
That would be the equivalent to someone saying "You're beautiful, I like girls with big noses" or "you beautiful, I like girl uni brows"
Not that you have a big nose mind you, it just thought I'd draw attention to something a lot of people are subconscious about.
In any event, I feel that sort of compliment doesn't need to be said that way.
My other friend Jess said, "It is such a killer to hear people telling you how pretty you are and then they add something like your pretty just the way you are...or you have a pretty face...and i especially hate it when guys say they are into bigger girls... No if you want to approach me say your into me..Don't make a valiant effort to declare that I am normal to you and not to the rest of the world!! It's like they feel they should be awarded some prize to see beyond the girth of our waist or thickness of our thighs! No sir you do not get a gold star for being nice to the fat one.."
Couldn't agree more personally.
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