Obese And Proud Of It

I swore I wouldn't rant, but I just have to. I'm going to preface this by saying I'm not perfect, and there aren't a lot of perfect people who aren't celebrities, either. But c'mon...

So I'm Publix tonight, just shopping for a little Vin la Rouge, and I see this....KID, no older than 20 years old, riding on the fucking cart reserved for senior citizens and disabled people.

As an aside, the day after I gashed my heel open, walking wasn't that easy, and I confess, I utilized the motorized scooter in Publix that day, as well. I felt like shit about it, but what are you going to do?

So the kid, probably weighs about 280, was waiting in line for a Publix sub. At that particular moment, I THOUGHT about blogging about it, but I decided it would be a little bit out of line. Anyway, I put it out of my mind, selected my wine (ooh, that could be a song: I put her out of mind, selected my wine, and went to drown the lonliness that I feel inside...lilnilhil, WRITE ME A RIFF!) , but on my way back, I was wont to walk down the cereal aisle, and there is the kid again, fucking drooling over some fruity fucking pebbles. After he realizes that he has PASSED the preservative laden, over fattening (yeah, RIGHT, part of this complete breakfast my ASS -- kind of like anal is part of a complete sex life) cereal, and get this -- THE KID PULLS AN AUSTIN POWERS AND PROCEEDS TO TRY A 3 POINT TURN IN THE FUCKING AISLE!! I shit you not. Keep in mind the aisles are really narrow, so it was classic Powers, bumping into both sides of the aisle, looking backwards and scooting forwards, the whole 9 yards.

Still, I didn't even want to blog about it, UNTIL:

So I get to checkout, this time, I couldn't put it out of my mind, with the wine that was mine (and is currently slowing dropping in my insides), when I see an elderly woman who was walking with two half crutches, or whatever they are. That's when I decided to rant.

Look, I've dealt with a weight problem my whole life. So has my mother and one of my sisters, and several people I know. But we know this, we try hard to maintain it. But never never NEVER have any of us stooped so low as to accept it to the point that we would force someone who needs a scooter to not have one because we didn't.

Honestly, at that point, I felt like going and slapping this kid dead in the face, taking away his sugar, and booting him up and down the aisle. Typically, I'm a pacifist, so I wouldn't, but dayum, it just would've felt nice.

At any rate, I'm not ragging on obese people. I realize that God made us all in different shapes and sizes, and we all have our own challenges. But if I could....I'd slap him AND his mom. That kid is going to be a burden on society. Seriously, the kid was just fine with taking this resource from someone who might've needed. He was PROUD to drool over sugary cereal and do a Powers-Esque turnaround. What the fuck?

As an aside, I checked him out -- to the best of my knowledge, he had absolutely no reason he couldn't be walking. No special equipment, no special shoes, leg braces, crutches, etc.

Alright, thanks for listening. Going back to my wine, which is mine, because I went and cleared my mind, and I feel fine inside...My wine...

Evil Manifests Itself Via MySpace

I won't say too much about it, I think it speaks for itself. This is the link to the lady who harassed that young girl through MySpace until she hung herself. Disgusting.

http://meganhaditcoming.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-lori-drew.html