U work hard for ur money.

Hypothetically speaking of course.  U go to work, u do ur job, u prove urself as a diligent employee, u look in the cubical next to u. Co-workers slamming phone, cursing customers, loudly announcing that they hate it here. Not to mention making a poop load more money than u. Complaining that the phone ringing at a call center is interrupting their candy crush time. They came in ready to work, getting what they need to be productive employees.  But shit on her head. Bitches telling whoever will listen that, omg, I asked for something and she said no. I'm not helping her if shes not helping me.
These people have the nerve to complain about me wanting them to work and earn their paycheck. But ur right, I'm not the boss cuz if I was u'd be gone.

It ain't just triple coupons at walgreens.

One afternoon I decided to go to walgreens. So excited that walgreens was excepting triple coupons and I had coupons for alot of sale items. I was in the ziplock bag isle not the chips isle, mind you. A woman walking through the isle looks at me at make a sound and walks by. I looked at her and said "whats your problem?" She proceeds to inform me that her tax money is paying for my diabetes. I reacted alitte partubed "EXCUSE ME,  you fucking ugly bitch...I don't have diabetes. And dont worry about your taxes, I pay just as much taxes for your drug addiction you cunt". This kind lady who was so worried about my "diabetes" informed me that she was a paramedic and was sick of saving people like me. I told her if she was in the ambulance that came to save me, please dont let her face be that last one I see...just let me die!!! then I grabbed a snapple bottle off the shelf, just about to hit her with it when an older woman grabs my arm and says "don't, she's not worth it" "Look where it's coming from". I said to the bitch you're so lucky that this woman saved you from a nose job you ugly monster. I walked out of walgreens DAMN IT. I missed the triple coupon day.

Staten Island ferry and the crack head

It's 11:30pm. I almost made it though another day without someone making smart remarks. I guess I was right. I went to pick up veronica from work. She decided to have me drive a co worker to the SI ferry. I'm leaving the parking lot and this crackhead walking the lot looks at me (mind you he can only see the top half of me behind the wheel of my car) mumbles "fucking fat". My sister couldn't hold her anger. She started to defend me and all he would say was "faaaat, faaaat". That's the level of intelligence when street pharmaceuticals are consumed. Even crackheads feel the need to state the obvious.

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Keep staring. I just might do a trick...

I signed up to the YMCA thinking that its time to start moving my ass. Recently I was walking in to the gym ready to work out like crazy. I don't think I took 4 steps into the room and a woman makes a disgusted face and stares.
Im thinking to myself, is me going to the gym even worth it anymore. But then I thought they shouldn't stop me from living. So fuck it!!!

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Are you kidding!!!

It's 6:32am. I'm walking out of my house to go to work. Lawrence forgot to put the garbage out again. I'm putting the trash by the curb and a man in his 50's riding a bike, carting empty cans looks at me,makes a grumbling sound followed by "fat". By the time I realized what he said, he was gone like the wind. And all I came up with was "Are you kidding?". My eyes didn't even get a chance to adjust to the morning sun and this is how my day started.

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Why I find the need to blog...

I decided to write a blog about my experiences of being a fat woman in a world of ignorance. Hopefully i'll be able express more positive views than negative. Only time will tell.

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