I am thinking that I need to quit participating in the Biometric screenings the company I work for has every year. Every year, it never goes well in some way or the other. Last year, I ended up running back to get my Blue Cross/Blue Shield insurance card, only to have them tell me it wasn’t needed and have my pulse rate skyrocket to 90 +. And this year?
I got congratulated on being pregnant with my first baby.
No – this is not a real baby. This is a way that the lady who is taking your measurements and weighing you tells you that you are fat.
And yes – I am grumpy about it lol
Everything was going according to plan when I got there. I had my insurance card, my work ID and was on time. I go to the first lady to get weighed, and then she takes my measurements. She then says:
“I see why you are a bit bigger than last year. Congratulations.”
I stood there, not knowing if I should embarrass her and tell her that no – I am just fat. Or to just let it go. Or to just go postal on her. So I did nothing, and went on to the next person in line to have them do the blood work.
But seriously? Doncha think she would know better than to assume something like that? I should have just asked her what her excuse was for being fat lol
OK – deep breaths Lisa. Let it go. Just let. IT. GO.
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OK if you're pregnant I hate to think what I am.
That comment is just rude. Never, ever ask if a woman is pregnant unless she has a belly way out there. Yer just askin' to get your face slapped.
Thats exactly what I thought too - but didnt know if I was being too sensitive.
I guess in her defense, I *was* wearing a babydoll shirt that usually pregnant gals wear, but....
I would have kicked her a$$! She's rude AND looking for death.
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