The rudest thing anyone said to you about your weight?

A couple of years ago, my dr put me on new arthritis medication, little did I know that I ended up being allergic to it, before I found this out though, I looked like I had really bad allergies. So, while I was at work, I looked faint, and about to pass out, and this thin co-worker of mine (who I like, so I'm going to excuse her misstep), worriedly looks at me and says, "Oh, it's your blood pressure, it's too high). My blood pressure is normal, it was NOT my blood pressure.

All the doctors I'd go to BEFORE I went to a rheumatologist would focus on my weight, once I got RA, and I see a rheumatologist regularly, she focuses on my arthritis, and we have discussed my weight, but it's not the first thing we talk about when I go for a check-up, so that's comforting.

When I was at my largest I do remember one kid coming up to me, pointing and going "MONSTER!" - that hurt my feelings. For some reason my sister and her friends thought it was particularly funny as well - I know just a kid but it still sucked. Another thing was after I had lost a stack of weight (about 176 pounds) I was walking down the street and a car drove past and I heard "fat scrag!" .. sucks even more when you've gone to the effort you have to lose weight and people still say stuff like that.

I went to a psychiatrist about some severe depression I was having, and I told her I wanted a weight neutral drug if she was going to prescribe one because a drug that made me gain weight would just depress me more. She told me, "Then go get bariatric surgery, and you won't be depressed anymore." Seriously? >.<

Slightly similar thing. When I was younger I was quite heavy and I got a comment from my doctor at the time about my weight. It really sticks with you. It was quite rude.

1) My ex of two years was embarrassed of me. He didn't take me out places, he didn't tell people that we were dating (although we worked together, different shifts.) - he treated me like a booty call - and dumped me b/c he doesnt date "fat chicks"

2) In highschool I weighed 253lbs (5 years ago) I got down to 172lbs and I was talking to a girl and I made the remark "im glad I dont look like I did in highschool" and she said "you look the same to me" and I said "um, dont say that" and she said "well its true" (since then i've gotten up to 199lbs.)

That reminds me of two women who were in a class I used to take at my former gym. They came up to me after class once and said "could you please stay in the back row during class. You block to much of the mirror and none of us want to look at you". I quit going to that gym. The one I am at now is so much nicer, the people more encouraging and it is not filled with a bunch of women who mostly want to strut around in their work out clothes and talking to guys.

That's the most awful thing that anyone could do to someone at the gym - what a couple of cows. That is so rude and mean spirited, I would have been mortified.

I went in to have a colonoscopy and the GI surgeon performing the procedure told me afterward I needed gastric bypass. It's like, excuse me, I can lose weight on my own!

I can't even remember all the rude things said to me about my weight back when I was overweight. I was bullied all through high school so eventually insults tend to run together for me.

Having lost close to 150 pounds my former employer asked me if I was on meth one day. Very strange.

My friend told me I looked dead once. :indifferent:

You mean I have to pick just one?

Before moving from Wilmington this year, I was fueling up our car at the gas station and this skinny hipster tool threw a milkshake at me and yelled from his car "Pump that gas, You fat-*kitten* c*nt!!". The attendant called the cops & they were pulled over a few miles down the road. After I left the gas station I pulled over in a parking lot and cried for over an hour.

My Ex. He said I would never do any better then him because I was so fat and ugly. He said it so much I really started to believe him.

Needless to say I finally got the guts to dump his behind....met Geo, who did not mind about the weight and loved me for who I am.

Happily married now for 6 wonderful years.

iv had alot of them.one was i was walking down the road to my moms,and a friend of mine(i thought)said damn barbie you should go back to using dope,because you are so f#*#*king fat!!!!and iv also been called a whale and,what happened to you?so iv had my share of rude people!!!thank God they are just words!!!!

I was the best man at my friend's wedding, looked pretty good in my tux mind you. The maid of honor, the bride's sister (with an eating disorder.. just sayin) Told her sister that she would not come to the wedding if I was best man because i was too fat and ugly for her to have her pictures taken with or be seen with me. She picked out another groomsmen and claimed that he would be a much better match for the photographs and suggested since I already ordered the tux maybe they make me an usher so people wouldn't see me in front of the church.

That one was a little hard to swallow. Being the jolly fellow I am, at the reception I spent all night hitting on her in the worst possible was I could with every crappy pick up line I could think of. Her words don't motivate me to lose weight but do make me sad for her.

The lady at the DMV ask me how many months I was.

I replied, "0".

That was a painful eye opener.

I thought of another example. I have always been overweight or at least I was told I was overweight. Even when I was 4 or 5 years old I would hear my parents and grandparents talking about it. Anyways around that time my dad started making me go bike riding with him every day starting at 5am. We ended up riding close to 10 miles up and down hills everyday for years, til I was about 13 when my parents got divorced. I'll say that for the most part I enjoyed the bike rides but I think the distance and that it was everyday is too much to put on a little kid.

Also my parents would buy sweets but I was never allowed to have any. I remember one time we got back from one of these bike rides, my dad got out a box of Keebler chocolate chip cookies and ate a whole stack of them. I asked for just one and he started yelling at me. Later that night was the start of when I used to sneak food, but eventually my mother caught me and I was punished.

Now as an adult I look back on it and I think to myself that I am never ever going to treat my child that way. I'm going to set good examples by eating healthy foods and getting at least 30minutes of exercise a day. But if my children are fat or thin it's not going to matter to me. I'm going to treat all of them the same. And I swear to God that if I start to hear my parents complaining about my child's weight I'm going to prevent them from seeing their grandchildren until they can get their irrational bigotry of heavy people under control.