So, I saw a former co-worker last night who happens to live about a block and a half away from me Loitering by my house. I being ever so gracious and courteous Say hello and ask how she is doing? she rolled her eyes at me and gave me a smug look and proceeded to ask me if I lost weight or am I just not bloated today. In complete shock, I just looked at her and said, I lost weight, But I see you've gained a ton, I have some fat girl hand me downs if your interested, After the shock set in, this Bitch proceeded to tell me that Cocaine is doing WONDERS for me. I was about a quarter inch away from punching her in the face (99% of the time I respect my elders, but when it comes down to this degenerate peice of white trash I don't bother to bite my tongue) when the words It's not drugs, it's healthy eating, unlike your anorexic daughter, came out of my mouth. She proceeded to tell me to go fuck myself, I'm in denial about my "addiction" and she knows the "truth" about Shit-head junkies like myself (and she used to be), While I screamed I hope your disease (*disclaimer* I do not wish any disease on ANY HUMAN BEING ON EARTH as I myself suffer from Severe osteo-arthritis at 27yrs old) eats your insides and kills you in a slow painful death you fucking twat.
Whats the point here? I'm learning more and More that sometimes it's better to be safe then sorry about who you tell when it comes down to being banded, But sometimes you get that one piece of shit who thinks they know everything about you when in fact they know absolutly nothing about you to even make an assumption. The more and more people notice little changes with me, the more clear it becomes to me that it's best to just say "diet & excercise" unless they are 100% tried and true trusted.
And thats where I'll stop.
P.S- 1 person's ignorant comments are not worth 3-5 for agrivated assault! :thumbup:
