I just met up with one of my web design clients who did something that disappointed me. I acquired this client literally a couple days after I hit my GW and things have gone well since. We often meet up at Dunkin Donuts because it is convenient for both of us and has WiFi. Today, at Dunkin, we saw a clearly obese woman who had a very pretty face. I didn't pay much attention to her or what she was eating, but my client noticed that she ate a box of six donuts as she worked on a college assignment. When she was on her way out, my client said, "Excuse me, ma'am, but do you know what you are doing to yourself? Eating six donuts isn't good for a very huge girl like you, and you'd be such a pretty girl if you just lost some weight." She looked like she was about to cry, and he said, "It's just the truth, dear. Look at her *points at me* do you think she would be as thin as she is if she was eating all those donuts? I'm just saying this for your own good."
I did not initially want to apologize for his behavior because he is a client and clients equal money, but I still told the girl, "He said it, not me - I would NEVER come up to someone and make a comment like that. I used to be overweight myself... I know it's a struggle every day being plus sized in our society. If you want to lose weight, you know what you need to do. I'm not going to lecture you on your health. And you DO have a very pretty face, by the way."
One part of me thinks the comments my client gave this girl were rude and uncalled for, and the other part of me thinks, "Maybe he is giving her a wake up call about her obesity. She is still in her early 20's and will have a much easier time improving her health now than she would in 20 or 30 years." And if she was not eating six donuts at once, I would not even assume she was unhealthy unless she had any obvious physical indicators.
What do you think of comments like this? Would you have been infuriated or inspired if you were in her situation? I would be both. No one ever gave me any kind of wake-up call when I was at my HW, but I was also an "acceptable" kind of fat - the sort of overweight that most people don't notice because the average American woman wears a 12-14. If someone HAD, I probably would have cried, just like I cried when a-hole frat boys yelled "HEY FATTY!" from their cars as I jogged with my jelly shakin'.


