So here is my backstory and inspiration for this thread:
I have worked with the same man for 3 months now. We pull the nightshift together so we only have each other to talk to. Up until now I regarded him as a sort of an accidental friend since we are complete opposites and would probably never get along outside of a work environment. He is socially awkward and keeps to himself. I am outspoken and love talking to people. Anyways we chat about non-work things sometimes and I off-handedly commented last night that I had joined a weight loss support group and had already lost 10 pounds. It wasnt a big revelation for me. I've told many people. I'm really proud, you know? I feel like my life just started over. Anyways.
I also commented about how I was so excited to get rid of my 'baby weight' (LOL, jokingly of course 100 pounds is a little more than baby weight). His comment? "My sister in law had 3 children and did not gain any excess weight. She is as thin as a twig." I shrug the comment off and babble about terrible Irish genetics for a moment just to end the conversation as it definately seemed to be going downhill. I turned around and resumed working on my Excel document and after a few moments the A-hole blurted out with "No it is most likely lazyness and inactivity."
Now, my rational mind was telling me, cool it Noel...this guy has known you for 3 months and he lives with his mother and he is afraid of women and and as a mother that is why you are trying to talk to him in the first place right? Out of pity? I was not listening to my rational mind.
I'm afraid my Irish genetics really did have a part in my behavior last night because I said some snipy comment about him having one girlfriend in his whole life and that I had seen the 40 year old virgin and it seemed like a likely scenario. Now I feel really bad NOT ONLY because i acted like a child but because I let his words actually hurt me. And I am still thinking about them, obviously. So maybe he was partly right? But he did not know if he was right. He didnt know me until 3 months ago. I gained most of this weight while I was pregnant and bed-ridden. And for the record I tried to get back to running a year and a half ago and fractured my feet. ARGH.Just take my advice and do not try to talk to the socially awkward man-children you work with about your weight loss. I'm such an idiot.



