I am seething a bit this morning.
I am a fat ex-smoker who had a bit of an epiphany last september, took up running, joined weight watchers and started to sort myself out. i cut out the fags in janurary but i have a fly one every few weeks if the mood takes me.
Today, i didn't run because i hurt my foot yesterday, i also committed the heinous crime of driving DS to school. One person hollered across the road at me
about how i had a cheek taking the car when i "called myself a runner" (i don't).
The next person i saw, "Where's all your fancy gear today? It doesn't work if you only kid on you're going".
I then go into the shop where i also work, and colleague serves me, whilst commenting loudly in front of several customers that i "signed in with a cigarette last night" (we have to declare cash and cigs when we start work) and that she was "shocked" i was a "bad Dot" and the proceeded to tap my fingers like you would a toddler.
I didn't even bother to make light of it as i was really fucking cross.
AIBU to think people should keep their snarky comments to themselves, and not fucking announce my private business in front of everyone in a shop. i dont swan about announcing how much money people bring to work, or what food and drinks they have brought in for their break.
AIBU to think that next time the people who make comments about me not running deserve the middle finger next time they drive past me while i'm running, or buy a cake off me, because surely "all that sugar isn't good for you" applies to us all?.
FFS
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