30. Trim The Fat! Mr. SoNotMyType
Everything was going really well with Mr. SoNotMyType. In fact, I was worried that I had developed strong feelings for him – that was until I went over to his place to watch the football.
As soon as I sat down on the lounge he had tunnel vision: him and the television screen…until the ad breaks of course, then he became very affectionate. I was sitting on his lap and we were tickling each other, when he told me:
“Me and my friends think you look like your brother with a wig on…we also think you’re a bit of a chubster…”
My face reddened and I could feel the anger rise…my eyeballs started to swell.
“Oh really, well my girlfriends and I think you look like my ex.”
OMG why did I say that? That was so childish.
He smiles at me endearingly:
“I’ll settle down with you if you lose 5 kilos.”
“Are you serious? I weigh 50 kilos. I’m not skinny but I don’t think I’m overweight.”
Then he started to accuse me of lying about my weight. He demanded I weigh myself in front of him. I stalled…
“Come on, chubby.”
Alarm bells were going off in my head, but I felt myself being pushed into the bathroom and onto some electronic scales.
“Come on, you are not putting your whole weight on!”
It read 50.9kg. He looked shocked.
“Well for your height, you should weigh 46kilos.”
I felt sick in the stomach. I wanted to cry. I felt like a contestant on The Biggest Loser.
I need to leave! I cannot believe he just said that. I need to leave NOW!
I quickly excused myself and said I had to go to work early in the morning. I cried while I drove home. Never in my life have I ever felt so shit about myself.
I was gutted and so disappointed. I kept running through all of our perfect dates and the sweet things he had said to me…
Was it all a lie?
I called my sister and cried to her for a couple of hours, but she reminded me that:
1. There were plenty more fish in the sea, and
2. Thank God, I am on this dating marathon…
Things could have been worse.
Tags: Alarm bells, Chubby, Date 6, dating marathon, felt so shit!, Maria, Mr. SoNotMyType, Ms. Sydney, The Biggest Loser, Trim the Fat!
What do you think? Has a date ever commented on your weight?
How did it make you feel? How did you deal with it?