Fat? Who? Me? Whatever!

I was having a conversation with 1 of my best friends today. We don't see each other often but whenever we talk or hang out, I had always enjoy it. She was telling me that she was posting a status update on whether should she get another pair of flats on facebook. She started getting a few replies to it.There was this particular comment from a long lost friend which had upset her abit. In his comment to her post, he said "go get it as it is not easy to find one pair of flats in FAT size"!!! Fat size!!! Since when has size 38 been a fat size for a 1.7m tall lady??And to say it in capital letters!! Now this is calling for war! This is just not so nice and totally unacceptable. My girlfriend had the grace to take it in her stride initially but after repeats of that word. I think she just had it and wrote on the post asking him to F#@& off.
I would to state on my blog, my girlfriend is not anywhere near the likes of Lydia Sum, Queen Latifah. In fact I feel she belongs to the Kate Hudson's league. Ex model and multiple pageants winner. With a mind of her own. She can holds a brillant conversation anytime of the day.Put her in any clubs, I think she would still give younger girls a run for their money. And now she is called FAT virtually in her face! From someone whom she has not seen for years! PLEASEEEeeeeee....
I understand where is she coming from, I had my own little 'Fat' incident yesterday in my office's lift. A lady who works in one of the offices was inside. I did not see her as I walked in as I was busy texting on my mobile. She called to me and we said hi. I went back to texting after that. Less than 2 secs, she exclaimed in horror "Oh! U still have a tummy!" I stopped in whatever I was doing. Huh? Who? Me? It took me another 2 sec for me to regain my composure. I was like "Whatever!" But I was rolling my eyes when I said it. This particular lady when in her heels come up to my shoulders was implying I am fat!!! Of course as I walked out of the lift, I was like fuming! How dare she! By night time, I have come round to the fact that perhaps some people are like this. They feel they have to pick out someone to 'attack' and thus elevating their status or moods. I called them pathetic. Whether my girlfriend or me are fat or not, it doesn't matter. It is because we already reach the stage where we are happy at who we are, where we are right now.We are never going to be in the regions of Kate Moss, and wear size 0 again. Size 4 and 6 are our new dress sizes. But heck! Who cares! So to whoever U are, Whatever!
U can be sure that me and my girlfriend are going to hang out very soon and drinking to your poor souls!