Now, I'll admit that I've said the wrong thing more than once. We all have. Some times you think you're being funny, and it turns out you really aren't. This happened to me the other night. Only it wasn't me doing the talking.
I was at a bar with a few old friends from junior high playing catch-up. Both of the women I was with are personable, strikingly beautiful and, of course, thin. In other words, they are my polar opposites, but I like them anyway. We were joined by another school friend, Scott, who likes to kid me on a regular basis. He frequently sends me Facebook messages that I don't quite get, but they are meant to be silly. He really doesn't mean any harm, and I know this. A while back my youngest sister, Helen, joined us at one of these little soirées. Scott was agape at how beautiful my sister is, and kept going on and on about how he was in love with her. Whatever, I blew it off. He's not the first to point out how beautiful one of my sisters is. So, at this most recent gathering, I wasn't too surprised that he was, again, going off about my sister's beauty. Until he said: "Your sister is so gorgeous. You must have been adopted." Yeah. Take a minute to let that soak in.
So, sure, I know he was kidding and didn't really mean to hurt my feelings, but really it didn't matter. It still stung. It still does. There are certain things you just don't say to a woman. You don't tell her that her ass looks fat in those jeans, you don't tell her that you like her better without a moustache, and you don't tell her that her sister/best friend is prettier than she is. You just don't.
Now I'm not fishing for y'all to tell me that you think I'm all kinds of pretty. I've got Dave to tell me that. It's what he gets paid to do. I know I could use to lose a good 40 pounds. I also know that I have more hair on my lip than I do on my eyebrows on any given day. It is not a surprise to me that my tits are sagging, I'm the one who has to hoist them into a bra each morning. It's abundantly clear to me that if God has graced me with 2 more inches in height, I'd be perfectly proportioned. I know my sisters are pretty, and in many ways may be prettier than I am. I know that many women dress better than I do. Prada beats Target every time in the fashion wars. I'm a middle aged woman and I've got miles on me, I wake up to this each morning. What I'm tellin' y'all, and the Scotts of this world in particular, is that every woman on the planet is well aware of her faults and limitations, and we don't need them pointed out to us.
Now I'm not a saint, y'all know that. I've been judgemental of other women all my life. I notice their flaws. I count the dimples in their cellulite. I wonder why they thought that outfit was the look that was going to work for them today. I look at their muffin tops* and think "There but for the grace of God and a dozen doughnuts go I." I just don't say it out loud to their face. And neither should you.
Sometimes it's better to just shut the fuck up.
*Yes, the Oxford English Dictionary has added Muffin Top to the official English lexicon.
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It took me 15 more years to divorce him.
I managed to have one boyfriend in youth who told me, "Don't worry, you can always get plastic surgery for that," and another who said, "It's not that unusual to have asymmetrical breasts."
Double oy. And, you're all kinds of pretty.
It sounds like Scott is one of the first two types. I've met a couple of type threes, and I put as much distance as possible between me and them, as quickly as possible.
Rated for an often well meaning if totally thoughtless species.
*runs behind Tink and points to him as the speaker*
Zippo, I'd wager.......
My partner learned long before he hooked up with me that when I asked if my ass looked fat in whatever that the appropriate response, was, "Are you kidding me? You are HOT?" Followed by lots of kissing.
Twenty five years he's been sweetly lying to me, and I promise you the sex is hot................go figure.
And is it possible to call some sort of moratorium on the lazy abbreviations here, a "writer's forum?" Seer's comment included "rofl" and this crap makes me crazy. In case you didn't know, Seer, abbreviations are for when there is no room to spell something out.
What does this stand for? "Reek of flatulent legumes" is my guess. Any other suggestions?
(Sorry to step on your surliness, darling. Love your post, as always.)
Oops..
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At a wild guess I'd say Scott is and always was attracted to you, but also feels intimidated, either by you or Dave or both, and uses that kind of weird snark to level it out for himself.
That or he's clueless.
On some level she knows that or she woulldn't ask.
I was gonna say something about muffin tops but I want to live until tomorrow.
At least for a pointed 'even when you can't be kind, it's always possible to shut up.'
I'd feel angry and hurt, too.
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~boohoohoo~
~wanders off, hitting rate on his way out~
Surly Scott should know better.
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Are you sure this isn't just passive aggression on Scott's part?
I was married to someone like him. After awhile I finally got that he wasn't just not aware of what he was saying; he was too old not to know better. But he hid behind the "just kidding" facade that masked his true hostility.
That was but one of the reasons I finally left him; there were other, more valid ones, but this was just one of the straws that broke this camel's back.
Anyway, just sayin. I think women tend to absolve men of too much that we wouldn't excuse from other women. Maybe what Scott needs is a good kick in the balls (assuming some are extant) so he remembers to have some manners. Maybe HE was raised by wolves, but you weren't. And, if he's pulled this shit before, maybe he's not really a friend.
considering this.... you know, Im thinking that maybe if what this guy is the worst you've heard in a year, then maybe you're doing pretty good.... as far as not encountering many rude people, that is, *wink*
Whenever I encounter someone making insulting comments about a person's looks, the commenter loses all respect in my eyes. I cannot imagine making friends with such a lowlife scoundrel.
DAMN STRAIGHT!