Had my big pitch today - it went really well. I have always been a confident presenter but MAN, it was nice to feel like they weren't looking at my fat. After, I went to lunch with one of the people who happens to be someone I know from grad school. We have known each other for more than 12 years and I have not seen him in 2 years. I know he noticed a difference but he would not comment. I was nervous about lunch because I am SO FREAKING tight and I knew I couldn't pull off the casual eat a little bit thing. I opted for a hot tea (open me up) and then the beef barley soup. The waitress made such a big, ANNOYING deal about my lack of ordering, eating, consuming. She kept coming back and asking if I wanted something else to eat or to drink. I knew my colleague was thinking there was something wrong with me while my little waitress drug pusher was trying to get me to eat. OHHHHH I hate that crap. Leave me ALONE. So I finally confessed about the surgery to Bob and he was like, YEAH! You look great. And immediately I was happy to have told him because I realized that he was thinking I was sick or something....
Back to the waitress....WHY? Why can't people just have soup? And why can't I consume one beverage and not want more? Why do I need her to harrass me publicly? The obesity epidemic is fueled by many things, including waitresses that feel like something HAS TO BE WRONG with someone who only had soup for lunch. Can you tell I am annoyed?
The waitresses! Yes!
ReplyDeleteIt's such a little thing, but I have started ordering water with every meal so they will stop asking me over and over and over if I'm SURE I don't want anything.
Lady and or Dude. I TOLD you no 10x. I'm sure.
The next worse is a friend of mine who doesn't know (I'm pretty sure she has a borderline eating disorder, so I don't want her to know for various reasons related to that). She has FINALLY stopped monitoring how little I'm eating and commenting on it when we go out. It's like it was a personal affront to her that the fat girl was eating less than the skinny girls.
It drives me crazy...never had anyone push food really..but drinks. I tell them no. I don't want a drink and they keep asking. So lately I just order a water and let my husband drink it!
ReplyDeletei got that at red robins. My husband got a burger or something and I just got a cup of soup and the waitress just sttod there for a min. waiting...like aren't you going to order your meal? you feel like you are being judged.
ReplyDeleteI love the "pusher" analogy! You're right on the nose on that one! I guess more ordering more food means a higher bill which means more money in way of tips - I can't think of any other reason why they'd care what we eat or drink!
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