People...
"Okay. Stupid people=annoying. And I don't mean like...friends-who-will-not-be-named-stupid. I mean...stupid.
This lady, I don't knoq WHO she is, comes up to me while I'm practicing for ballet, right. I've seen the lady before, so I think she works in the studio, but I've never talked to her. So, I'm working at the barre, and she starts talking to me.
"You're training to be a dancer?"
"Um..yes ma'm."
"Well, to tell you the truth, I've watched you, and I don't think you can be one."
"....why do you say that?"
"You have a big chest! Everyone knowsballet dancers are flat-chested"
"..."
"I was half-tempted to rip the barre off of the wall, and beat the lady over the head with it.
"WHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT MY CHEST? DO I GIVE OFF LESBIAN VIBES?!"
First I'm an angry lesbian. Then an old lady comments on my chest size.
I SWEAR TO GOD. I LIVE IN SOME SITCOM.
This lady, I don't knoq WHO she is, comes up to me while I'm practicing for ballet, right. I've seen the lady before, so I think she works in the studio, but I've never talked to her. So, I'm working at the barre, and she starts talking to me.
"You're training to be a dancer?"
"Um..yes ma'm."
"Well, to tell you the truth, I've watched you, and I don't think you can be one."
"....why do you say that?"
"You have a big chest! Everyone knowsballet dancers are flat-chested"
"..."
"I was half-tempted to rip the barre off of the wall, and beat the lady over the head with it.
"WHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT MY CHEST? DO I GIVE OFF LESBIAN VIBES?!"
First I'm an angry lesbian. Then an old lady comments on my chest size.
I SWEAR TO GOD. I LIVE IN SOME SITCOM.