Saturday, September 8, 2012

Irritation

Obviously I'm not a skinny person. For anyone who knows me, I wore a single digit pant back in 8th grade and after that my waistline just kept expanding because food was my comfort when I was humiliated and picked on at school every other day. So I get it, I KNOW that I'm big, and to top if off, I know for a fact that my boobs are gigantor. We don't need a play by play, nor do I need you to tell me DAMN! when you see them for the first time.

I'm irriated tonight because at World's of Fun I got on the ride Thunderhawk with Ria. I sat on the end where they generally like to put larger riders because it has a wider seat. Tonight we start to get strapped in, the over-head bar comes down, but the bottom one doesn't. Then the car makes a noise and the over-head bars go back up and here comes the skinny dude who let us on.

"Ma'am, it appears that you are too large for the ride."

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Are you serious? My reply was this "Well that's bullshit because I've been riding this ride most of the summer." I get up in a huff, put my glasses on and look over at Ria who was asking 'what is it?' and I say loud enough for the rest of the people in line and on the ride to hear "Apparently I'm suddenly too fat to ride this ride, so do you want to get off with me?" and after that I stomped past the guy, if he said anything, I didn't hear him but really, what could the jerk say? I shove the gate open and just leave, Ria ends up following behind me in a rage as well. I'm embarrassed and flustered, because I haven't been told in YEARS that 'you're too fat' for an honest to god reason, and now, when I've been losing weight all summer long, and on a ride I've ridden a handful of times in the last month alone, I'm suddenly too fat. THERE IS NO LOGIC THERE.

Ugh. I'm just.. UGH. If I had gained weight, if I had to buy new pants or new underwear, then fine, I could understand that because I haven't been to that park in about a month, but not under these circumstances. Ria found a manager and we explained what happened. He was a bigger guy, not fat but just bigger, and he was understanding. He kept asking what I wanted him to do, to go yell at them, to demand they let me ride it, file a complaint(even though he really didn't want me to do that.. hah) or whatever I wanted. And I have no idea what I wanted.. a sorry? A 'you look pretty'? *sigh* So I just told him I don't know, there's not a lot they can do really since he was the games manager (games were right next to this ride). So he apologized, the girl in the arcade area apologized as well and said it was stupid that they do things like that.

*SIIIIIIIIIIIIGH* I just wanna punch something to get it out of my system. Either that or have a cry about how fat I am. Kind of torn how to feel about it. I was embarrassed and hurt and just irritated mostly, but then having to talk to a manager made it slightly worse and better at the same time. :\ I know Ria wanted to complain because she was really upset about it, and I love her for it because I don't like having to complain about my weight being commented on to someone who's skinny and probably five years younger than me. Thankfully that wasn't the case at all because he was really understanding.

But yeah.. end rant for that. Then I realized that my messed up tooth has gotten worse. A piece actually chipped off earlier. I think I actually felt it/crunched it while I was eating dinner at Bandana's.. ew. >< But I am gonna have to suck it up and go to a dentist next week or call at least to see if they can do something about it and how much it'd cost. :\ I also need to take my other pair of glasses to America's Best and have them fuck with them because I really wanna wear them but they sit crooked! :(

Only a week left til the Dallas convention! SO EXCITED! Gotta get everything ready.. eeee!

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