To the guy that just told me I’d be beautiful if I was skinnier,
Ha! Bet you didn’t know that girl you back-handedly complimented in the worst way possible was a writer! What you thought was just a slightly quiet, overly obnoxious comment in the produce section is now officially a published piece of work…and you, sir, are the star of this article.
See here, your comment wasn’t even a new concept. This is just another Tina Fey part two, and frankly, the lack of originality and creativity kind of offends me. If you were going to make a comment about my weight, you could've at least been courteous enough to find a more interesting way to put it.
Let’s get a few things straight.
- Everyone is beautiful in their own unique way. Even you.
- 120 pounds is most definitely not fat. (Fun fact: My BMI index is also under the “Normal” category.)
- I’m entitled to wear size large t-shirts to the Harris Teeter if I’d like to. I can wear anything as long as I'm covered and have shoes to the Harris Teeter.
- I’m pretty sure if you were to compare our grocery baskets (which I did) that I wasn’t the “fat” one with my smoothie mixes, apples, and turkey. I hope your Pop-tarts and frozen pizzas taste good by the way!
- You have no idea what kind of journey I’ve gone through.
- You should learn a thing or two about manners. Good thing for you, they offer etiquette classes right down the road.
- You also should try and find another way to learn how to talk to women. You’ll never get anybody with that joke of a pick-up line.
What’s sad is had you made this little comment even just a few months ago, I would’ve been crushed. I probably would've gone back to my car and cried. You didn’t know that I actually used to be fat. You also didn’t know that I’ve lost 35 pounds this past year alone. Lastly, you didn’t know that I’ve struggled with self-confidence and disordered eating for four years. Four years. And now here I am picking up some apples and other healthy food minding my own business and you feel the need to burst my personal bubble with a lovely comment about how beautiful I’d be if I was skinnier.
I'm so thankful that you decided to give me your incredibly positive and flattering opinion that I didn't even ask for. I'm also thankful that I was able to laugh in your face instead of cry of embarrassment and sadness. I really hope you don't use that line frequently however, because unfortunately another girl might actually take that comment and start to believe that her body isn't beautiful the way it is.
Let me close with these last few comments: I WAS beautiful 35 pounds ago. I AM beautiful at the weight I am now. I WILL BE beautiful no matter what the scale (or random guys like you at the grocery store) say.
