ElvenAngel
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Okay, so I'm overweight. And I'm not talking the 'oh crap I've gained 5 pounds, must lose them or dieeeeee' kind of thing. I am honest to goodness chubbier than what's good for me and tubby enough to be frustrated at my difficulty in finding clothes that are the right size but don't look stupid.
Over the years I've been bullied, insulted and humiliated simply for being overweight. I could deal with is when it was coming from kids and teenagers, because it's the kind of mean, stupid stuff you expect from underagers who don't give a shit about anyone's feelings but their own.
I was actually rather shocked to find that even adults will insult a fat person in a number of different, indirect (or direct ways) even in front of others or what you'd even call polite society.
And worse yet, I was horrified to realize that people actively discriminate obese or overweight people. I got a big taste of that on one of my first ever job hunting excursions. I was applying for sales girl in a clothes shop of a rather well-known brand and frankly they sounded like they were desperate for hiring...and then they drop the bomb: "I'm sorry, you're quite qualified but you'd be unable to wear the clothes of our line around the store..."
I stared. They were seriously declining me because I was too fat to wear their clothes. And then I realized they never carried sizes over XL... and RARELY at that.
I left the store and I've been telling any friend or acquaintance I have to avoid that chain.
Fast forward a year or two later, I enter a different store because I liked a particular pair of jeans. So while I'm browsing around the store I notice that the two sales girls have more or less slowed down their work tidying clothes and whatever (no other customers) and are talking quietly.I can't hear what they're saying but they're both eying me an awful lot. Eventually one of them comes up and asks me if I need help. I ask about the jeans I saw on the window and before I can even ask about the sale...the girl randomly blurts: "Oh, I'm sorry. This doesn't come in sizes over L..."
Now, if she'd just said that casually I'd have been okay with it because she's just being honest and saving me the humiliation of trying clothes that won't even get past my thighs.
However, she had this sorta look in her face that said she thought my presence in the store was hilarious. No sooner that she said that, two stick-figure tweens came in and the other sales girl was all over them.
I was on my way out when I heard one of the women in there (not sure who) say "what was that cow looking for in here?"
Needless to say I left the store on the verge of tears.
This kinda thing's been repeated over the years. People who randomly have wanted to insult me (like some guy who was cussing out my mom because he nearly rammed our car with his stupid jeep and I told him to cut out the swearing), the first thing they grab onto and spout is stuff like 'fatso, 'fat bitch' or 'pachyderm'.
And then there's people appearing on TV, or writing health articles in papers and such. They all talk in a very patronizing and holier than thou attitude. They always talk about obesity as a disease (which, if you ask me is a heap of stupid turd) and how people need to be cured. You can almost hear the 'you fat people are a lesser species and we can saaaave youuuu' in their voices.
And don't get me started on the fashion industry and clothes designers. If you're a bit fat, you're forced to go to specialized stores for clothes and most of the time they have incredibly bad clothes that I wouldn't be caught dead in. And going into those kind of specialty stores can feel bad or ashamed...like every other store doesn't want you and you're settling for what you can get. I don't understand why regular stores won't carry sizes for bigger people. Fine, don't carry hot pants for obese teeny boppers and incredibly short skirts or skimpy shirts... but regular sweaters? Normal jeans? Underwear? What's so wrong with allowing fashion for chunkier people? It's like they're trying to tell us that the planet belongs to skinny people and all the rest of us who have a bit more fat on our bones are all maggots.
I'll never understand this attitude. It just makes people hate themselves and honestly, it's NOT a good motivator for losing weight. People who aren't fat need to stop assuming we're fat because we pig out and need to get off their skinny pedestals. Genetics dictates who is a stick-figure and who is chubby and honestly, I'd want to see a return to older ideals of beauty, when women and men with meat on their goddamn bones were sexy. Look up Titian's Venus of Urbino sometime.
Over the years I've been bullied, insulted and humiliated simply for being overweight. I could deal with is when it was coming from kids and teenagers, because it's the kind of mean, stupid stuff you expect from underagers who don't give a shit about anyone's feelings but their own.
I was actually rather shocked to find that even adults will insult a fat person in a number of different, indirect (or direct ways) even in front of others or what you'd even call polite society.
And worse yet, I was horrified to realize that people actively discriminate obese or overweight people. I got a big taste of that on one of my first ever job hunting excursions. I was applying for sales girl in a clothes shop of a rather well-known brand and frankly they sounded like they were desperate for hiring...and then they drop the bomb: "I'm sorry, you're quite qualified but you'd be unable to wear the clothes of our line around the store..."
I stared. They were seriously declining me because I was too fat to wear their clothes. And then I realized they never carried sizes over XL... and RARELY at that.
I left the store and I've been telling any friend or acquaintance I have to avoid that chain.
Fast forward a year or two later, I enter a different store because I liked a particular pair of jeans. So while I'm browsing around the store I notice that the two sales girls have more or less slowed down their work tidying clothes and whatever (no other customers) and are talking quietly.I can't hear what they're saying but they're both eying me an awful lot. Eventually one of them comes up and asks me if I need help. I ask about the jeans I saw on the window and before I can even ask about the sale...the girl randomly blurts: "Oh, I'm sorry. This doesn't come in sizes over L..."
Now, if she'd just said that casually I'd have been okay with it because she's just being honest and saving me the humiliation of trying clothes that won't even get past my thighs.
However, she had this sorta look in her face that said she thought my presence in the store was hilarious. No sooner that she said that, two stick-figure tweens came in and the other sales girl was all over them.
I was on my way out when I heard one of the women in there (not sure who) say "what was that cow looking for in here?"
Needless to say I left the store on the verge of tears.
This kinda thing's been repeated over the years. People who randomly have wanted to insult me (like some guy who was cussing out my mom because he nearly rammed our car with his stupid jeep and I told him to cut out the swearing), the first thing they grab onto and spout is stuff like 'fatso, 'fat bitch' or 'pachyderm'.
And then there's people appearing on TV, or writing health articles in papers and such. They all talk in a very patronizing and holier than thou attitude. They always talk about obesity as a disease (which, if you ask me is a heap of stupid turd) and how people need to be cured. You can almost hear the 'you fat people are a lesser species and we can saaaave youuuu' in their voices.
And don't get me started on the fashion industry and clothes designers. If you're a bit fat, you're forced to go to specialized stores for clothes and most of the time they have incredibly bad clothes that I wouldn't be caught dead in. And going into those kind of specialty stores can feel bad or ashamed...like every other store doesn't want you and you're settling for what you can get. I don't understand why regular stores won't carry sizes for bigger people. Fine, don't carry hot pants for obese teeny boppers and incredibly short skirts or skimpy shirts... but regular sweaters? Normal jeans? Underwear? What's so wrong with allowing fashion for chunkier people? It's like they're trying to tell us that the planet belongs to skinny people and all the rest of us who have a bit more fat on our bones are all maggots.
I'll never understand this attitude. It just makes people hate themselves and honestly, it's NOT a good motivator for losing weight. People who aren't fat need to stop assuming we're fat because we pig out and need to get off their skinny pedestals. Genetics dictates who is a stick-figure and who is chubby and honestly, I'd want to see a return to older ideals of beauty, when women and men with meat on their goddamn bones were sexy. Look up Titian's Venus of Urbino sometime.