rudest thing anyone has ever said about your weight?

I got asked once when my baby was due (I was not pregnant) and what was even more insulting it was from a woman with a full on beard...

I've been asked that twice in my life - once when I was a heck lot smaller than I am now.

My response? No baby. Just fat. Thanks for asking though.

*smh*

These treads have reminded me of so many more insults I have heard about myself. Kind of depressing.....I'm 5'1, so excess weight shows very quick. Being so short, I think people can say what ever they want to me.

Lady in line...yes at Mc Donalds...asked if I knew what I was having. I said um...I'm not pregnant. I'm just fat. She said oh...people thing my daughter is too. I said oh that is nice.

Years ago I lost 30 pounds, we were out to dinner with family, my Mother said "when you finish losing your weight you can have that chin removed". My kids, now grown, still talk about how embarrassing it was for me.

"you look like a giant Easter egg in a shop window"
"humpty dumpty"
"king kong Bundy" (pro wrestling reference)
"kill yourself you f***ng fatass"
"you look like you don't have long to live" (a doctor)

but really, none of these are as horrifying as what the voice in my head is telling me.

aww...I wish I could hug you. Do your best forget the rest

On a date with my ex--a group of 16 year olds walk past staring at me. My bf= "Like what you see?" Punk @$$ kid = "Someone's gotta love the fat chicks."

When I think back it's hard to recall any specific incident. I was called fat a lot, but it never really fazed me. I accepted that I was fat and felt that it was a valid criticism.

What frustrated me the most was the constant you should loose weight or attempt to control what I was eating while everyone around me continued to eat bad. My mom would tell me that I need to work out and eat less, and then tell my dad to go order Chinese food. Then when it arrived she would try to control my portions while my dad would have 2 or 3 plates full. Then what would really frustrate me is when I would actually want to get fit and eat better, but would receive little to no support from the family members who criticized my weight. When I would say "ok I want to loose weight, help me out and stop buying chips and other bad snacks" they would say ok, and maybe abide by it for a week, but then the very next week there would be a whole tub of ice cream in the fridge, left over pizza, and a bag of chips and some donuts in the cupboard. They would even begin to complain that my "healthy fresh food" costed too much even they could afford to eat out every day and had two 60K cars. The cognitive dissonance really destroyed my motivation. I simply had to realize that my parents were full of **** when it came to "wanting the best for me." At this point I just cut them off and ignore them when it comes to health advice. They always try to give me their two cents even though I've already lost 60 lbs making me a practical expert when it comes to weight loss. It's like a pauper trying to tell a millionaire how to make his next million bucks. He doesn't need their advice he's already done it once.

a friend of mine growing up used to always say britani you have such a pretty face....translation you'd be pretty if you lost some weight....while she may have not meant it like that its how i took it

When I was in high school, my mom told me if I had a date to the senior prom, she'd buy my dress for me. I was excited, because a bunch of us had already decided to go, and paired up (pairs of tickets were slightly cheaper than single tickets, my school was weird).

I heard her telling my dad about this and he said, in a super sympathetic voice "that was nice hon, but high school guys prefer dates they can get their arms around."

I did not go to prom. And to this day my dad does not know I heard him say that.

Maybe not the rudest thing said about my weight (I did work in retail, and disgruntled customers can be inventive), but definitely the most painful to hear.

My best friend in high school would tell people how she lost weight over the summer. In explaining how much weight she had lost, she pointed at me and said, "I was a little bit bigger than her." Like, excuse me? I'm 5'6'' and weighed around 145 lbs. then. It wasn't like I was overweight but it really hurt my feelings and I've never thought of her again in the same light.