*sigh* the state of the people...
In the span of only about a half-hour yesterday...
one woman sees athletic me pulling a 'fruit cup' out of the office fridge for my pre-law class-not-meant-to-be-too-fulfilling-so-that-I-can-stay-awake-through-the-three-hour-class-snack and start to walk away while she is microwaving instant macoroni and cheese. Without premise, she nods at the cooking directions in her hand and states, "Well, I suppose that's why you're as small ans you are and I"m as big as I am."
Without missing a beat I turn to her and say, "No. I'm the way I am becuase I eat like a freakin' pig all day long and run 3 miles every day."
She states, rather put out, "I'll leave the 3 mile runs to you then." and huffs to show that the conversation is over. Sitting at my desk with my fruit cup open, having drank all the juice out, another woman of similar build to the other one (But not of similar intellegence - but that's not the point of this story) stops to look at what i'm eating. In her hand is a snack bag of cheesits. She glances back and forth a moment then says, "Oh, I could never eat just that for dinner, this is my snack for class tonight, its not very healthy is it? I guess that's why you're as small as you are, and I"m not."
Without missing a step, I reply, "No. I'm as 'small' as I am becuase I eat like a pig and run 3 miles every day."
She frowns. Glances around and says, "But that's your dinner. I suppose that's what you get for eating such small meals all the time. I should do that too, but I'd be starving."
I say, "Lady, I am starving. But if I"m not hungry during class, I'll fall asleep...dinner is tonight, after class, after I Walk home. This is a snack, just like yours."
"Well, how do you stay so thin?"
I sigh, obviously not going to get it through to her.
"I take a pill. Three times a day. It catches all the fat on my body and I shit it out the next day. That way I can eat all I want."
"THat's fantastic! WHat's it called! I'll have to try it!"
"oh, no. It's highly experimental, and addictive, and if you go off of it for a day you gain like 15 pounds because you spend the whole day eating like a pig... And let me tell you, a three hour poop in the morning is not all it's cracked up to be."
I don't think she quite knew what to say then, so I got up, left the office and headed toward my class, one floor up. Along the way I pass a huge group of healthy-enough looking students, many in my class, waiting to take the elevator. To go up one floor. Aside from stupidity, I doubt that any of them are handicapped. Honestly. So I reach the next floor up, and get into the classroom. Preparing to sit down, I hear two women walking in from thier ride up one floor on the elevator bitching about how they need to loose a few pounds, and about how they can't run because it would be easier if they lost 30 pounds (No, they really said that...just that way...No. It doesn't make any sense to me either.) So I turn to one and say, "Maybe you'd loose that weight if you'd start walking the steps a little every now and then instead of chomping down kit kats and snickers and cookies that your friend brings along while you ride the elevator up one floor. Until you're ready to make that kind of a life-changing move, I think you should stop bitching about your weight."
She glared, but the guys at the table clapped and one gave me a wink. I'm not a very nice person. *shrug* It comes with being an elitist ass.
Yeah. want to loose weight? Here's my award-winning solution: Do somethign about it!!
If talking could cause people to loose weight, my law profs would n't have pants that don't stay on becuase thier bellies push them down and my dad would be thinner than a twig. I might even be a few pounds lighter! Obviously, talking doesn't shed shit. Get over it, and Do something!
one woman sees athletic me pulling a 'fruit cup' out of the office fridge for my pre-law class-not-meant-to-be-too-fulfilling-so-that-I-can-stay-awake-through-the-three-hour-class-snack and start to walk away while she is microwaving instant macoroni and cheese. Without premise, she nods at the cooking directions in her hand and states, "Well, I suppose that's why you're as small ans you are and I"m as big as I am."
Without missing a beat I turn to her and say, "No. I'm the way I am becuase I eat like a freakin' pig all day long and run 3 miles every day."
She states, rather put out, "I'll leave the 3 mile runs to you then." and huffs to show that the conversation is over. Sitting at my desk with my fruit cup open, having drank all the juice out, another woman of similar build to the other one (But not of similar intellegence - but that's not the point of this story) stops to look at what i'm eating. In her hand is a snack bag of cheesits. She glances back and forth a moment then says, "Oh, I could never eat just that for dinner, this is my snack for class tonight, its not very healthy is it? I guess that's why you're as small as you are, and I"m not."
Without missing a step, I reply, "No. I'm as 'small' as I am becuase I eat like a pig and run 3 miles every day."
She frowns. Glances around and says, "But that's your dinner. I suppose that's what you get for eating such small meals all the time. I should do that too, but I'd be starving."
I say, "Lady, I am starving. But if I"m not hungry during class, I'll fall asleep...dinner is tonight, after class, after I Walk home. This is a snack, just like yours."
"Well, how do you stay so thin?"
I sigh, obviously not going to get it through to her.
"I take a pill. Three times a day. It catches all the fat on my body and I shit it out the next day. That way I can eat all I want."
"THat's fantastic! WHat's it called! I'll have to try it!"
"oh, no. It's highly experimental, and addictive, and if you go off of it for a day you gain like 15 pounds because you spend the whole day eating like a pig... And let me tell you, a three hour poop in the morning is not all it's cracked up to be."
I don't think she quite knew what to say then, so I got up, left the office and headed toward my class, one floor up. Along the way I pass a huge group of healthy-enough looking students, many in my class, waiting to take the elevator. To go up one floor. Aside from stupidity, I doubt that any of them are handicapped. Honestly. So I reach the next floor up, and get into the classroom. Preparing to sit down, I hear two women walking in from thier ride up one floor on the elevator bitching about how they need to loose a few pounds, and about how they can't run because it would be easier if they lost 30 pounds (No, they really said that...just that way...No. It doesn't make any sense to me either.) So I turn to one and say, "Maybe you'd loose that weight if you'd start walking the steps a little every now and then instead of chomping down kit kats and snickers and cookies that your friend brings along while you ride the elevator up one floor. Until you're ready to make that kind of a life-changing move, I think you should stop bitching about your weight."
She glared, but the guys at the table clapped and one gave me a wink. I'm not a very nice person. *shrug* It comes with being an elitist ass.
Yeah. want to loose weight? Here's my award-winning solution: Do somethign about it!!
If talking could cause people to loose weight, my law profs would n't have pants that don't stay on becuase thier bellies push them down and my dad would be thinner than a twig. I might even be a few pounds lighter! Obviously, talking doesn't shed shit. Get over it, and Do something!