worst comment ever made about your weight

Wow.. where to begin.... The in laws are the best at it > When everyone else is eating pizza or steak etc, my MIL will ask me "Did you want a salad?" or when my husband and I arrived to a family camping trip separate from everyone and his mom asked what took so long, he said we stopped to eat (at Subway mind you) and his grandma says "See I told you she couldn't wait to eat!" Or my favorite --- at a baby shower for my husbands side we were all getting in line to eat and his grandma was in line next to me watching what I was putting on my plate and said "You know what happens when you do that?" (I WAS PREGNANT TOO) I wanted to say "YEAH I GET FULL!" but I didn't say anything and put my plate down and went into the bathroom and cried. So fun!!!!

I can think of a couple.

I was eating lunch at a buffet restaurant. I had made some fairly healthy, portion controlled choices for my meal (Grilled chicken breast, green beans, collard greens, carrots, and a side salad with lots of veggies). I decided that I'd like to have a little banana pudding (about 1/2 cup). I was walking by a table where an elderly gentleman was sitting by himself. As I was passing by he said, "Yum! That banana pudding looks good! I'm gonna have to get me some." To which I replied, "Yeah, I probably shouldn't be eating it, but it looked too good, so I decided to have a few bites." He said, "You know you should try to get that weight off while you're young. The older you get the harder it is to lose weight." Even though this was a little hurtful coming from a complete stranger, I held my tongue because I knew he was right. However, he didn't stop with that. He went on to say, "I'll tell ya, if I was a young man, I wouldn't wanna marry no big girl." That crossed the line for me! I said, "Sir, I'm sure you mean well, but, out of respect for my elders, I'm gonna cut this conversation short and go back to my table before you end up enjoying a banana pudding facial."

On another occasion, I was working as a cashier in the service department at a local BMW Dealership. My shift started at 1pm, and for one reason or another, when I clocked in, I still hadn't eaten anything that day and I didn't eat dinner the night before either. So you can imagine how hungry I was. Well, one of the few places that delivered to that location was a Chinese resaurant a couple of miles up the road. When I sat down at the desk, the service department was completely dead. There was one service advisor on duty and there were no clients in the building. So I decided to call and place a lunch order to be delivered. I had placed my order and was waiting for the cashier to come back on the phone so I could give her my debit card number. While I was waiting for her, a client came in the door and walked up to the window. About 2 seconds later the cashier came back on the line and reapeated my order to me. Something wasn't right, so I pointed out the error. As I was talking, the client at the window (who could hear my convo), suddenly burst out, "YOU MEAN TO TELL ME YOU"RE ON THE PHONE ORDERING F***IN' FOOD, WHEN I'M STANDING HERE WAITING TO PICK UP MY CAR?!" I said, "Sir, I'm sorry. I was already on the phone when you came up to the window. I haven't eaten anything in more than 24hrs., and I won't have another chance to eat for another seven hours." He said, "I DON'T GIVE A FLYIN' F***! MY TIME IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN YOUR NEED FOR FOOD! YOU OBVIOUSLY DON'T NEED IT ANYWAY!" I'm almost positive steam was coming out of my ears. I looked at the service advisor who was on duty and said, "Dennis, can you please come handle this one before Mr. _______ finds himself being thrown through that plate glass window, and I find myself in jail for assault." Then I walked away from the cashier's desk, went upstairs to my supervisor's office, closed the door, and had an emotional meltdown."

Boyfriends grandmother said I think koreans and Japenese are really pretty and skinny. I mean beautiful! after 3 minutes of her emphasizing how pretty and skinny they were) She says but your pretty. She probabley didnt mean anything but i guess being being fat im not korean. And im not a beautiful korean, i see....i cried in the car with my boyfriend there afterwards. when i told him. I felt so ugle and still do, that was yeasturday by the way

Grandmothers can say the most hurtful things most of the time and it sucks because many can't say anything back. My ex boyfriend's grandmother told me once after I had JUST picked up some weight after my freshman year of college that I "must be loving the food in college because it shows" as she lightly tapped my thigh." Not the worst comment, but I was completely embarrassed and at that point I was still getting over an eating disorder.

Oh, another recent one!! My boyfriend and I just went on vacation to Florida, and we spent a lot of time with his younger cousins. As we were all sitting on the beach, his 20-year-old male cousin was looking at three girls walking by, and he told my boyfriend, "Nah, they're not my type. They're more YOUR type--they're husky!" WTF?!?! I was offended, but everyone defended him and said that he said it because he's a beanpole and my boyfriend is very muscular with a beer gut. My boyfriend was the husky one, apparently. Then I looked at the girls and said, "Hmm, those girls MY size or smaller are husky? Nice." Again, everyone thought I was overreacting... I dropped it, but come ON.

I was at the amusement park when I was in my teens, settling into my seat for the ride, and the carney says to me "suck it in, fatty" as he closed the harness (which, might I add, was not having difficulty closing.)

wow!

My boyfriend said to me that my *kitten* was getting wider. He said this while I was getting dressed. Even though I've lost all the weight I needed to, I'm still uncomfortable with him seeing me naked.

I agree.........time for a new boyfriend!!

Talk about a slap in the face: At my last job, I told my boss, at the time, that I couldn't do my job, because one of the people I needed input from (a Director) would not return my phone calls, and closed the door in my face, when I went to her office.

My boss replied, "Perhaps she's intimidated by you."

Me: "Why would she be intimidated by me??? She's a Director."

Boss: "Well, maybe because you're - you know - BIG."

Me: "What?! Do you mean fat?"

Boss: "Well, yes. Some people are intimidated by 'larger' people."

She later told me that "some people" are of the opinion that if you're overweight, you don't respect yourself, so why should anyone else have respect for you. Most of the upper management at the company felt the same way - which is why they let me go.

Talk about a slap in the face: At my last job, I told my boss, at the time, that I couldn't do my job, because one of the people I needed input from (a Director) would not return my phone calls, and closed the door in my face, when I went to her office.

My boss replied, "Perhaps she's intimidated by you."

Me: "Why would she be intimidated by me??? She's a Director."

Boss: "Well, maybe because you're - you know - BIG."

Me: "What?! Do you mean fat?"



Boss: "Well, yes. Some people are intimidated by 'larger' people."

She later told me that "some people" are of the opinion that if you're overweight, you don't respect yourself, so why should anyone else have respect for you. Most of the upper management at the company felt the same way - which is why they let me go.

wow, that is just so harsh for no reason, very friggin' malicious.

mine wasnt a comment as such however made me feel so bad, was out with my friends who are all skinner than me, dancing away made an effort as i dont go out much so thought i looked good, where i was dancing was a window to outside and a group of men walked past so one decided to measure my bum with his hands making sure it was nice and big(now i find it hard to think maybe that is really how big my bum is) then laugh with his friends:embarassed:

Maybe he liked your bum! xD

"Your too old to wear clothes like that and anyway only skinny girls can wear jeans like that" I am 5"10 and weighed 158 pounds. I was 41. I cried all the while we danced the night away. I cried over his shoulder, in the ladies room, all the way home. He was wearing a sign 44 pants. Today he is still emailing me, even though he has been my X for 8 years. He is probably wearing a size 52 now. He is all alone, bitter, and mean. I finally found someone who loves me no matter my size.