Conversations I do not want to have…
Nov. 3rd, 2008 12:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Originally published at Memoirs of a Nobody. You can comment here or there.
especially with new employees, such as our new housekeeper:
Housekeeper: May I ask you how much you weigh?
Me: *wtf look* 350, yes, I’m fat.
H: Oh. I was just wondering. ’cause when I put up that picture of you, I knew it was you and you have such a pretty face.
M: *thinking* ugh, she went there. Now…what does this have to do with the price of tea in china?
M: *aloud* oookay.
H: You know, it’s just because you….
M: So, mum, when are you two leaving? *hopeful look*
ARG! WTF, you just met me today lady, I answered the question, stop while you’re behind. And never tell a fat person they have a pretty face, that’s the most over used and unbelivable lines known to man. It’s right up there with ‘they have a good personality’.
Fucking bitch. *grumbles*
(and before you ask, I answered the question because A. I try not to be rude when I first meet people and B. I know I’m fat, she should have just dropped it after that and everything would be cool.