Just when I thought today was going to be an okay day, the universe pulls the rug out from under me. Now im not really one for labels, unless you count kmart and big W as labels…but i guess most people dont. I mean i guess they have labels on them…but it doesnt really count when you cut them off so your boyfriend cant tell what size you really are…or is that just me? Anyway, when it comes to other people labelling me, the story plays out a little differently.
You will not believe what happened to me today. There I am, driving along in my car, doing the usual (aka playing a song that was last heard when my grandma last redecorated her house and dancing as if my car has tinted windows) when I pull up at a pedestrian crossing. So far, so good. So im sitting there with my window down, smiling to myself about my new fit life, wondering which lean cusine I am going to heat up from the freezer tonight, when i hear the words ”Get a life you fat bitch.” Ummm, Cue ‘My world comes crashing down’
Why didn’t she just take a knife and jab it in to my oversized chest…I mean, what the hell! I mean now that im home and writing this i can think of hundreds of things i could have said to her, such as “Its alright because I have tits you would have to pay for” or the never-fail “Well i can loose weight but, sorry hunny, you will be stuck with that face forever.” Damn why am i always think of the perfect thing to say after the event. Thats no bloody use. It would have been so fantastic, and then i could have sped of into the sunset laughing…but what actually happened was big tears started splashing down my face. When did the world become so damn cruel. She not only has ruined my drive to the fruit shop, but she ruined my whole day to. I know a shrink would tell me something along the lines of ‘that girl was just trying to make herself feel better about her own deep-set issues by taking it out on you.’ But seriously, as if that makes it anybetter? When did the world get so messed up.All I was doing was driving around in my car. How dare I think I have the right to share the road with a skinny person! Anyway…now i have even more reason to hit the gym. With my new found inspiration, i drive on – ready to get skinny and therefore get happy. Ofcourse as one side of my brain is planning for my gym days, the other side is mentally preparing myself to make sure that next time, I ‘accidently’ put my foot on the accelerator and accidently run that skinny bitch over. I mean, im only human!
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