I thought it might be FUN to ask you all what the rudest comment you have had is and how you responded!

I'll get it started: Last weekend, I went for my hair appointment. I had not been for 9 or 10 weeks. When she saw me, she said, "You've lost a lot of weight...did you have gastric bypass?" I couldn't believe she would ask such a personal question...people sure are bold! I simply replied, "Nope, I didn't." And that was the truth! :redface:

I can't think of too many rude things. I'm sure they have been said, but I do live in La La land and tend to see the good in everyone. My husband tells me that just one day, he would love to wake up in my world, lol.

I can think of one time after having my 1st baby in 2004, I weighed about 215. I was sitting in a doctors office waiting on my mom. I had my daughter with me, she was about 3 months old. I was talking to a lady, about the new baby and such. She said, "well, she sure is a pretty baby, just don't let her get to fat."

What?!? Just because I'm fat, I'm going to let my baby get fat.

BTW, she is 4 now and skinny as a bean pole.

I have had someone ask me before if I was pregnant, when I wasn't. It did not bother me too much. I just brused it off.

I can't believe how many of you have had rude comments made by family members, I'm so sorry. My family is everything to me.

My brother who I love dearly and is not skinny, but only about 30 pounds overweight made a comment one time that my DH has trouble getting over, but we often laugh about it. My brother was splitting from his first wife and told my DH, no offense to Lucy or Mom, but I'm tired of fat as_es.

So he was acknowledging that his sister and mom had a big behind, as well as his wife, and he was tired of hers. My DH still likes to bring that up from time to time.

My brother also was looking at some old pictures the other day, and showing them to my dad's girlfriend. He said "oh, there is my sister, see her face". Uh hello, I'm also sitting right here, here is my face. I love him and know he means well.

I have posted a few rude things that have been said to me, but the day after Christmas my Mom had a get together at her house. One of her friends I hadn't seen in a long time. I have lost almost 40 pounds since I saw her last. She saw me and said "Wow you look so much better since you lost all that weight!" I know it was supposed to be a compliment, but I was like, dang, did I really look THAT bad before?!

As I was reading all the posts on this thread, I was thinking to myself how mean, hurtful, thoughtless and idiotic people are. I get upset with people when they say hurtful things about other people.

I too have been subjected to the onslaught of hurtful words. 1. I can remember when I was in my late 20s and my son was little, he came home from school very upset. I asked him what was wrong and he became tearful because some kids at school told him "your momma's so fat...she could sit on a rainbow and make skittles pour out." I was hurt for him. That lead me to work hard and lose wt. I managed to lose 70lbs and got down to a size 14. Over time I managed to yo yo it back on again.

2. My own husband stopped having sex with me because of my wt. I kept asking what was the problem and he said "your just not sexy". I was crushed :wink2:. I wasn't that much bigger than when we got married. Needless to say we got into counseling before I divorced him. It hurt a lot when he told me that. He told our counsler he didn't know how else to say it. It may have been the truth for him, but it still hurts.

I am going to individual counseling to learn that what I am doing is for me and no one else but me that and to heal some of the pain I have been carrying around with me along with this wt.

As I was reading all the posts on this thread, I was thinking to myself how mean, hurtful, thoughtless and idiotic people are. I get upset with people when they say hurtful things about other people.

I too have been subjected to the onslaught of hurtful words. 1. I can remember when I was in my late 20s and my son was little, he came home from school very upset. I asked him what was wrong and he became tearful because some kids at school told him "your momma's so fat...she could sit on a rainbow and make skittles pour out." I was hurt for him. That lead me to work hard and lose wt. I managed to lose 70lbs and got down to a size 14. Over time I managed to yo yo it back on again.

2. My own husband stopped having sex with me because of my wt. I kept asking what was the problem and he said "your just not sexy". I was crushed :wink2:. I wasn't that much bigger than when we got married. Needless to say we got into counseling before I divorced him. It hurt a lot when he told me that. He told our counsler he didn't know how else to say it. It may have been the truth for him, but it still hurts.

I am going to individual counseling to learn that what I am doing is for me and no one else but me that and to heal some of the pain I have been carrying around with me along with this wt.

I know nothing can hurt us more as parents than seeing our own children hurting...that's the worst.

Right now my children are 2 and 4, so I hope to be a slim hot mommy before they and thier friends take notice. My four year old did ask me one day why did I have a big belly. I told her it was because her and her sister used to be in there, that's the truth:redface:

I am just returning from a week long cruise in the Carribean. On Saturday night I was in the elevator and someone made a comment that the 20 person occupancy wasnt right. This guy standing next to me said that 2o guys like me as he pointed to me wouldnt work. Again I was singled out for being fat. He asked what I tgought was a big mistake on his part. I proceeded to tell him how ignornant he was talking about fat people. He mumumbled some stuff to me as I called him and asshole in front of the group. It was probably wrong but I am tired of ignorant thin people making rude comments It felt good unloading on this ahole. He was totally shocked that fatty could speak...lol:cool:

Don't even get me started on highschool jerks--thank goodness that was 27 years ago, though. Also, my first real boyfriend who told me I was pretty from the "waist up" (I'm pear-shaped). Thankfully now I'm a stronger person--"What doesn't break you only makes you stronger" is what they say. Still, two summers ago I was coming back from visiting a friend who lives in Africa...The last leg of my trip was a 10-hour flight from Germany. I had flown coach because of the cost, and since it was summer, the flight was 100% full. I had a window seat. An older lady and her husband sat next to me. I was squished to say the least, but did my best to keep to myself and make myself as "small" as possible. We'd been in the air about two hours and my seatmates and I all got up for a bathroom break and a stretch. I got back to my seat before the lady and her husband did, so I put the armrest up--so I had more room and could relax a little until they came back. Of course I wasn't going to leave it like that. Well, the old lady noticed that the arm rest was up and I swear she all but leaped over the rows in front of us to come over and slam down the arm rest! I told her that she didn't need to do that, because I wasn't going to leave it up, and that I thought her behavior was very rude. She replied that "They should make fat people like you buy two seats." I told her to shut up! Then she said that everyone "felt sorry" for her when they saw that she had to sit by me. I told her that now everyone felt sorry for me because I had to sit next to her because she was such a b**ch. I got up to try to move seats, but then remembered that the flight attendant had already told me that the flight was 100% full (also, I didn't want to give the old lady the satisfaction of "winning"). I said, "No. I'm not going anywhere. It'll be far more delicious to sit here and watch you suffer for the next eight hours--and I'm SPREADING out!" And that's just what I did. It was a miserable flight, though, and even though I fought back, I sure could have done without the whole ugly scene.

Ok, honesty time i guess. this is tough to say but the rudesst yet sadest things was when my ex-fiance (RIP) told me he didnt want to sex with me because i was too fat. i used to tell him that he was the same weight as me but he said it didnt matter so I proceeded to lose 132 lbs. then he did something horrific, landed in jail, and i gained all the weight back. That was so hard to share. :thumbup:

Okay so must of what is written here has been said to all of us...but I have got a good one. This was probably about 20 years ago but it sticks with me and I think about it all the time, I was told that I look like...think about a person who is fat, that is also ugly...okay you got someone in mind...well this is worse!!! I was told that I looked like Rosanne Barr!! I am telling you that has stuck with me forever, but soon I won't be looking like her any more.:tt2:

Lizzy, you look nothing like Roseann, you are already a hottie, so get that thought out of your head!

I have lost 70 lbs since June which brings me to 205. At a family Christmas gathering my uncle decides to announce to the entire group, "Gina sure doesn't sweat much for a fat girl". No one said anything so he repeated it louder. What an A**.

I had just graduated from college (21) and was excited to start working. I thought I was a leader by nature and happily shared that with my roommate's boyfriend at the time. I said something to the effect of, "anytime I am in groups, i always end up in the leadership role." He replied that he didnt think that was because I am a leader - it is because I was so Big and they were scared of me.

I know I am late...

But a snotty woman at work (who works out 2 hours a day, has new boobs, some work on the face and I understand a small tummy tuck) was inquiring about the lap band. She is one of those little itty bitty petite women who really is gorgeous. However, she cut me off to demand why I couldn't do it with out the band. "I don't understand why you needed a band, why couldn't you do it?"

In which case I swore never to discuss my weight or personal well being with her ever again. Too bad. She seemed like she could have been fun.

You all are right it makes no sense to hurt people the way they do but the best defense is to not breed it.

I have actually had the opposite problem from skinny people. My aunt who weighs maybe 100 pounds said she wanted a band because she was just so fat! And the sad thing was, she was serious!!

Although I no longer lived in my old neighborhood my folks still did, and one of our sweet elderly neighbors passed away. I went to the funeral home with my folks to pay my respects and shed a tear or two, when I saw the daughter of my neighbor approaching me. I reached out my arms to her and started to say something about how sorry I was. She stopped a few feet away from me and in a voice filled with horror, said 'OH MY GOD YOU GOT SO FAT!!!':scared2:

I'm always dumb-struck at moments like this - my snappy comebacks started coming to me the next day.

'OH MY GOD YOU GOT SO FAT!!!':scared2:

See it is comments like this that just tear me up...Don't get me wrong I have thought that about plenty of people (including myself) my whole life. But you NEVER say that to someone in public. When I was little if I said something rude to someone I had hell to pay when I got home. What ever happened to "if you can't say something nice don't say anything nice at all" (to quote Thumper from Bambie) ??? I won't even say that to family members, because I know if they are anything like me, they are well aware of how big they are and who tight their clothes are getting and don't need the world pointing it out in public!

The people I do joke around with we have a standing agreement and they dish it and I take it and dish it back...but that is behind closed doors and for our own humor.

oops that ended up a rant. hehehe

I was at a family picnic. My family up north has huge gatherings with up to 100 people attending. One person is a friend of the family who is loud in a Boss Hog kinda way. He saw me for the first time after about ten years and from across the yard hollared, "Girl, you sure ain't missed a meal!" I was mortified.

BUT... I have some *&^ on him. Years ago, when I was in high school, I hung out with a girl whose brother was friends with a guy we'll call Rick. Rick's father was this same guy I am describing above. We went to Rick's house one day to get some pot ( why lie here) and I was going into the house but saw his wife at the door. His wife was not the biological mother as they divorced and his new wife was actually the daughter of the pastor at my parent's church. I knew her WELL but at the time I was so stoned I did a quick spin around and went into the car and hid.

They all came out, Rick, my friend, her brother, and got into the car and we drove around to smoke one. I said to Rick something like "I know YOU" and relayed the story about his stepmom, her dad and the church. Rick proceeds to tell me that his parents divorced because his dad (the same guy who ten years or so later is screaming across the yard at me I sure ain't missed a meal) had come home from one of his 'fishing trips' with an STD (sexually transmitted disease) and gave it to his wife, Rick's mother. She left him and they divorced.

So standing there in my uncle's backyard I almost bit my lip till it bled trying to not say anything at all to him about what I knew.

NEXT time I go to an event and I see this guy, I will no doubt be at goal. I WILL have my voice and dare he say anything to me, I can't promise I will hold my tongue.

Should I be terribly ashamed?