Yesterday morning I jammed myself onto a crowded bus in order to get to school and I ended up standing right next to this obese girl who's on my swim team. Except she's not really, because she is incredibly slow, but Coach is nice & allows everyone who wants to join stay. And it was strange because I began to compare myself with her. I saw how her
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Alright. I'll start with my co-worker. Eyeball measurement, 300 lbs plus. Maybe 340. 8 hours a day, I'm with this person. ---And I'm watching the guy like he's juggling plates. Graceless, brusque movements. Heavy steps, shortened breaths... I watch his movements very closely, but mostly I just listen. That's really how things progressed---me, just listening to this bullshit, day in and day out; "I'm hungry!" "What's for lunch?" "Well, what are we ordering?" "No, I know what I want." "GOD, I'm STARVING!" "Diet coke? Who the hell drinks that shit?" "I want a double. Extra cheese, uh, extra sauce... Cherry cola, large order of fries... You know if they've got cookies?" It scares me. I'm staring down my protein shake and thinking, "Goddamn, what I wouldn't do for a fry, but what would that fry do to ME ( ... )
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