My first drive by fat insult! I was at a cafe this arvo and sitting outside when a disgusting old car approached and a westie accent screamed "fat c***" at me while it drove past. I know I should have been offended but the first thing I thought was that he was a long way from the unemployment office. Mean, I know, but I don't see people like that often and I don't know anyone who'd use the c word in public. What pissed me off afterwards is that this ape has probably gone away thinking that he'd insulted a fat girl and made her cry.
The people around were really upset on my behalf and I thought that was sweet of them (the waitress must have told the owner or something because I got my afternoon's worth of coffee and mineral free) but I'm not just pissed off because this jerk's gone away thinking that he's upset me, I'm angry that he's still on my mind five hours later.
My problem, I guess is that I could cope with an insult to my face. I'm not super confident but I can keep my emotions to myself so if someone actually called me a fat c* and didn't run off I'd probably roll my eyes and ask them if their mother was incapable of teaching them proper manners or if she just didn't care enough to do so.
I'm just really annoyed. I can shake off the insult because it comes from someone so far beneath me as to be insignificant. No one speaks like he did and drives a car like that without being headed for a pretty miserable life. But that he's gone away thinking that he made me upset? I'm annoyed. I'm annoyed that I'm annoyed. Ugh.
I just wanted to vent. Sorry if this belongs elsewhere.
The people around were really upset on my behalf and I thought that was sweet of them (the waitress must have told the owner or something because I got my afternoon's worth of coffee and mineral free) but I'm not just pissed off because this jerk's gone away thinking that he's upset me, I'm angry that he's still on my mind five hours later.
My problem, I guess is that I could cope with an insult to my face. I'm not super confident but I can keep my emotions to myself so if someone actually called me a fat c* and didn't run off I'd probably roll my eyes and ask them if their mother was incapable of teaching them proper manners or if she just didn't care enough to do so.
I'm just really annoyed. I can shake off the insult because it comes from someone so far beneath me as to be insignificant. No one speaks like he did and drives a car like that without being headed for a pretty miserable life. But that he's gone away thinking that he made me upset? I'm annoyed. I'm annoyed that I'm annoyed. Ugh.
I just wanted to vent. Sorry if this belongs elsewhere.
