I will never forget how humiliated I was on a flight to Chicago a few years ago. It was one of those tiny commuter planes with one seat on the left and two on the right. I always select the one-seat side of the plane, and I purchased my own set of seat belt extenders so I could avoid as much embarrassment as possible.
I got on the plane, crammed myself into the tiny seat, belted up using my extender and relaxed. Unfortunately, the most evil flight attendant of all time was on my flight. She checked everyone's belt and she noticed that I had my own extender, and said I needed an official extender. She was talking so loudly, everyone could hear. She got an extender, and didn't even try to discreetly give it to me. Then she came back and loudly asked if it was on. I was so humiliated I wanted to die.
At the end of the flight, she was up front saying goodbye to the passengers and she asked if I had the extender with me. I said no, it was still on the chair, and I high-tailed it out of the plane. I should have written a letter to the air carrier to complain, but figured there was no point...nothing would be done.
I fly again in six weeks and hope that I have reached the point where I don't need an extender, but we'll see. In January, I still needed one...
i stepped out of the door to my upstairs flat onto the sidewalk and two (really cute) guys passing by literally stopped in their tracks before one said "wow - that's a whole lotta woman" and they laughed as they carried on their merry way.
i'm more puzzled than humiliated - i mean, i'm big but i'm FAR from being the biggest in town so i don't know why i ranked the comment.
Last edited by threenorns; 04-08-2012 at 02:42 PM.
This happened twice - second time was worse as I was bigger (near my top weight).
We flew into Croatia and our luggage was lost. I had been wearing the same clothes forever it felt like and I had no change of clothes. I was more than a 100 pounds more than any woman in my husband's family. They were looking to see if there was anything I could possibly wear of theirs until my luggage came. I guess I should be happy both times they found something, but it was so embarassing! Just made me triply aware of how HuGE I was and especially in their eyes.
I can't wait to go this year and be the thinnest they've ever seen me - to redeem myself.
I broke a camping chair. I was sitting on it and it cracked. Not sure how many people noticed. My dear husband tried to calm me by telling me not to worry, it was a very old chair, so it was probably just past its prime, but I knew better....
I don't have one "most" embarrassing moment, but I have lived every waking moment of the last ten years with the knowledge that I am enormously fat. Every chair creak, uphill gasp of breath, ill-fitting pair of pants, and sideways glance from another person has screamed to me about my weight problem. I can't eat anything in public without thinking about how much of a pig I look, even if I'm starving. I know what others are thinking: "Boy, maybe if she didn't eat like a walrus she wouldn't look like a walrus." I have starved myself because I didn't want to eat in front of people, then secretly pigged out at home to make up for it. Very unhealthy and unhappy way to live, folks. Many people here may not think they can make it to four hundred pounds but it's possible, and it's not a cool place to be.
I flew from Albuquerque with no seatbelt on because I was too embarrassed to ask for an extender.
My SO and I went to a minor league ball game and I couldn't sit next to him in the seats (which had arms). I had to sit in a seat away from him with one missing arm so I could fit.
Good news is that I just flew to Seattle and had slack in my seatbelt
I broke a beach chair. A very expensive, hard to come by beach chair. I was quite peeved about it, too!! Cause I know I was big at 192 lb, but that chair was supposed to hold "up to 250 lb"... yeah, right!
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Mine was a double whammy: I was on a church youth group mission trip in Gatlinburg. We were walking around some shops, and I was wearing white pants. Naturally, on the day I decide to wear white pants is when my period decides to start, and not ONLY did I not have any supplies, I had a big red stain on my pants and we had to buy me some kind of bottoms to replace them with. The thing about it is, being a bigger girl even in high school, I wore a 2x (or a 20) in bottoms and none of the gift shops around even went to an XL, much less a 2x, and the lady chaperone that was with me refused to let me buy stuff from the mens' section. So, I had to squeeze my *** into a teeny pair of shorts that were a size L, and I had to walk around like that for the rest of the trip. Needless to say, I've been prepared for my period ever since then and I've never worn white pants again.
Some guys screamed fatass at me once while walking my dogs, and once at my friend and I while we were hanging out outside a bar. Seriously - what kind of person is made happy by screaming insults out of a moving car? The worst part is, if they had screamed ugly or stupid or a million other things I wouldn't care - but b/c it was about my weight I can't ever forget it.
When I was 19, I took a trip down to Universal Studios with my best friend. On the flight down, we were seated in a 3 row, with me in the middle. My friend(who is slim) and a skinny older women were on either side of me. My fat was squishing the arrest like no tomorrow so both casually lifted up theirs, not saying anything. I also had to flag down someone for a seat belt extender. That same trip I was made fun of for being in a swimsuit, unable to go on any of the roller coasters, same with go-carts, and was told that I should have my lower back tattoo extended because it looked to small on my behind....Ok not a single incident but it was an embarrassing trip xD
Walking along the streets of NYC, and having a car full of guys shout, OMG look at that fattie while proceeding to make animal noises and laughing.
Wanting to go skydiving, but stupidly not knowing the weight restrictions on it, going in, and being told I wouldn't meet the requirements
The first guy I had a crush on in HS finding out I liked him, and being grossed out by it 0.o That one hurt...Kinda wish I would run into him now xDD revenge...petty I know
Oh another plane story. Sitting down next to a somewhat heavy set guy on a flight. The second I sat down, he got the most pissed off look on his face, and not more then 2 minutes later, flagged down an attendant, and asked to be moved.
I wasn't a really fat kid, but I was chubby I guess. I was walking to one of my friend's houses in 5th grade. I was eating a candy bar. This boy, a few years older than me, who lived a few houses down sang this little song as I walked by "She's a fat girl OOOoooo". I can still remember exactly the melody he sang it to. When I met up with my friend I gave her my candy bar because I couldn't enjoy it anymore. It was the first time in my life I had felt ashamed of myself, and even thinking about it today brings back those feelings.
It's funny because reading everyone's stories it just is unbelievable to me how cruel people can be. Mine was a from a kid, kids are just mean sometimes, but when adults act like that it's just so unbelievable to me.
ah - the beach chair reminded me of another one: my whatever-he-is-today, back before i left him for 3yrs, bought a ladder so we could get the curtains up in the apt. i set it up and had my foot on the bottom rung when he said "don't get up there, you might break it".
i felt like he'd slapped me in the face but, thankfully, went into shock and couldn't move so i was still staring at him long enough to see the "oh, crap!" look on his face.
he stammered and um'd and uh'd and managed to get out "i knew you were going to take that the wrong way. i just mean the safety sticker on the side of the ladder says it's only up to 200lbs and you weigh more than that. i just don't want you falling".
Most of my embarrassing moments to do with being heavy have to do with being photographed or people saying I looked "good" in pictures when I felt like I didn't. Mind you, I didn't really realize how big I was unless I was photographed.
The only non-photograph-related embarrassing moment I can think of is from sophomore year of college when I lived on the ground floor of my dorm and one night as I was studying, a peeping tom and his friend peered into my window and one went like "ooooh girl dorm" and the friend said "ewww but don't you see she's fat!" I was humiliated because my roommate heard but I was more mad than anything.
After my senior year of high school, me and four friends went on a senior trip to the beach, however with one friend having "helicopter" parents, the rest of her family vacationed at the same beach, at the same time. They came over to our hotel on the second day to see if we wanted a ride to the outlet mall. They were going through all the popular teen stores there, then the dad turned to me and said, "oh, and they have a Lane Bryant for you." While I we the only heavier one in the group, I did wear a 14, shopped at regular stores and even if I didn't, to be singled out as the fat girl needing a special store was humiliating. Fortunately, I had a few good friends who were equally shocked and mad he would make such a statement.
Most embarrassing "heavy" moment
A very expensive, hard to come by beach chair. I was quite peeved about it, too!! Cause I know I was big at 192 lb, but that chair was supposed to hold "up to 250 lb"... yeah, right! 
