I’m fat, not pregnant.

Written on Monday, July 14th, 2008 @ 5:40pm

Pardon my language, but fucking people!

Okay, so Friday when I went shopping at Old Navy I got the most adorable dress. I usually have bad luck with dresses thanks to my overly large ta-tas, but that day I was lucky to find a dress that fit.

Well, after working out today I still had some errands to run so I wore my new dress along with some cute shoes. As I’m checking out at Rite Aid my conversation with the sales-girl goes a little something like this…

Cashier: Oh wow that’s a really cute top!
Me: Err… thanks.
Cashier: Are you expecting a little one?
Me: Nope, I’m just fat.
Cashier: OH! I’m SO sorry!
Me: No it’s fine. I’ve had a stomach all my life so it’s nothing I’m not used to.

Throughout my checking out she continued to apologize to which I kept replying, “Don’t worry about it!” My sis says I should have just said to her, “You know I was just about to ask you the same thing!” However, I think I succeeded in making her feel bad for running her mouth without being rude.

Still what pisses me off about the whole thing is since I have been living here this makes it the 3rd time someone has asked me if I was pregnant. Perhaps the people back at home just knew I was fat so I never got pregnant-comments. I do not want this to be the dress I’m afraid of wearing for fear of pregnancy queries.

Besides, I rode my bike to and from school today, rode it to the gym, spent an hour at the gym in which I did sit-ups, and rode back home. God forbid I wanna dress all cute (and hey I was feeling perdy good about how I looked) and then some dumb chick has to have diarrhea of the mouth.

And just to put it out there, I know I’m fat. It’s true I’ve been a bit on the overweight side all my life. I was horrendously teased about in middle school, and I’m convinced it has been a deciding factor (along with my acne) on why the opposite sex has deemed me unworthy (with the exception of Joshua).

I am trying to change it. Fast food has played a big part in it, and I’m trying to control it. I’m considering Weight Watchers. I’m trying to work out regularly. I mean, I took kickboxing classes when I was in my hometown, I took weight training this past semester and signed up for it again for fall, I joined a gym and I ride my bike to school. It’s not like I sit on my ass all day and do nothing. My metabolism hates me, and I’m doing the best I can.

8 Comments

8 Comments

Hev commented on Monday, July 14th, 2008, 5:51 pm

LOL! I have the same problem when I wear empire waist dresses. Which I love by the way. But I have gotten good at answering them. I just simply tell them that, “Yep, I am due to have a baby tiger any day.” You should see how fast they shut up. Especially if you say it with a straight face.

Good luck! Metabolism is a witch to beat. Mine hates me to.

Cristina commented on Monday, July 14th, 2008, 5:52 pm

HAHA! Yeah that’s how I responded, very cool and straight, which is why I think she felt so bad. Besides, this chick was no super-model either.

Ashley commented on Monday, July 14th, 2008, 5:53 pm

You certainly do not look fat in any picture I have ever seen of you before! But I know what you mean. I had an awkward conversation with a substitute teacher that went like this:

Sub.: When are you having your baby?
Me: Uh, I’m not having a baby.
Sub: Oh! So you already had it then! How long ago?
Me: Uh, I don’t have a baby.

And then the sub left.

Yeah, so certain tops accentuate my boobs (as small as they are) and look like a maternity top I guess. Problem is, lots of cute tops are made that way these days.

Anyway, some people are so stupid and do not think before they speak!

My metabolism hates me too. :P I am trying to exercise more too, and eat better and take vitamins and all of that jazz. It’s tough being a girl sometimes.

Melissa needs to get Lean Bee up!!

Cristina commented on Monday, July 14th, 2008, 6:01 pm

@Ashley: that’s because I am very careful about what pictures I put up. I don’t cheat with Photoshop. If I think I look fat or my acne is bad I won’t put the pic up.

I think that’s probably the problem with my dress, mostly because I am short with big boobies.

Holly commented on Monday, July 14th, 2008, 11:41 pm

OMG! That was really rude of the shop assistant to even ask you if you were pregnant to begin with!? At least IMO, it’s just not something I would say to someone, and nor would I expect someone to say it to me, even if I was pregnant, it’s not really their business, unless I brought it up myself first, or was shopping for something obviously maternity/baby-related.

LOL at what your sister thought you should have said! That would have been hysterical, if a little rude. Why can I never think of anything that witty that quickly?! Boo.

I like the dress, btw, did you get the black one or the blue one?

Cristina commented on Tuesday, July 15th, 2008, 7:04 am

@Holly: I totally agree! I mean I’ve been in her situation before as a cashier, but like you said unless it’s really obvious then it’s a good idea just not to say anything. I’ve seen this girl before working at Target, and she’s one of those people that is very monotone and kinda says things without thinking. But still.

I got the blue one. I love it! It’s so cute! And then all good feelings smacked down because I possibly look pregnant in it.

Meggan commented on Tuesday, July 15th, 2008, 9:19 am

Oh, sad! I keep wondering if that’s going to happen to me someday, and honestly? I think you handled it beautifully. That’s how I rehearse the conversation in my head, anyway - it’s honest, and classy enough that it makes them feel SUPER SUPER awful and you didn’t even have to be rude.

Pregnancy is one of those things that you just do not guess at - ever.

Michelle commented on Tuesday, July 15th, 2008, 12:54 pm

I love your blunt reaction! I get that at work sometimes too but I prefer to make the person feel as uncomfortable as possible. I’m evil. Never bugs me though, I know my body type.