Dear body, Happy Valentines day
This time a longer post than you're used to, but I need to get this of my chest. I've been meaning to do this for a while and due to recent events the time is now here.HELP?
On our way to Berlin, a few weeks ago, at Schiphol airport we (Iris, Els, Hermina and I) met an older woman while waiting in line to drop our luggage. She approached us and asked to watch her bag for a while. After she came back we were chit chatting with her. Then just, out of nowhere, she asked our names and said: "I got something for you, look." She handed each of us a flyer about "changing your life" and weight loss. Wow. How rude.Is the word HELP written on my forehead? Do I look unhappy to you? Does my inside scream: "I wish I could look different or skinny, somebody PLEASE help!!"? No, no and no. The brutality of some people. Of course all of us were a little stunned by this. (May I add that the lady was also a "big woman"). Because unlike others, my mother DID teach me manners, I reviewed the flyer carefully and then asked for her name. After she told me I said: "Listen, I'm going to give this back to you because I'm not interested." She took back the flyer and said "Oh sure, ok, I justed wanted to share because it really helped me." Well, good for her. After that it was luckily my turn at the luggage drop desk and I never turned around again to look at her again.View post