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I don’t have much to say this week, except this: If you are fat, do us all a favor and be jolly. Mean and fat don’t go together. Fat people don’t have the social leverage to get away with being mean. You have to be jolly, like Santa. Don’t get pissed off at me when I order a Big Mac at Burger King. It’s not that big of a deal, it’s all essentially the same shit. If you’re jolly then at the very least you can befriend other fat and jolly people. You can discuss things like favorite foods, and your favorite places to eat your favorite foods.
But not too jolly either. Just because you say something to me and I respond, it doesn’t mean we are friends. I acknowledged your existence, that was it. Please stop waving to me every time you see me on the bus or in class. It reflects poorly on me, and I’m tired of people asking me “who’s the fat girl that just waved to you?” I don’t know you, so stop acting like we’re friends. I’ll even compromise, I’ll make eye contact and slightly nod my head from now on, but any indication that I know you are strictly off limits.
Fat women are lonely, very fat and very lonely…