Wednesday, January 08, 2014

The Backhanded Compliment

Yesterday, a woman who works in my office building helpfully suggested to me that I get new pants. She said it in a sweetly snide way that let me know, in no uncertain terms, that she wasn't complimenting my recent weight loss, but, shaming me for having baggy pants.

I would have been offended but...no.

Yes, I could use some new dress pants, but, until I am finished losing weight (which, I hope I am not), I don't intend to put a lot of money into a new wardrobe. And, it's not like the pants were falling off, they are just loose fitting.

In the event that they do start hanging off my hips like a gangsta, I might have to reassess my position. In the meantime, I might wear leggings to the office a titch more often  (to save the delicate sensibilities of my building-mate, naturally) and I will hope for warmer, skirt-wearing weather.

Otherwise, I'm going to ignore the haters.

'Cuz, haters gonna hate.

1 comment:

bikinfool said...

Being a guy, I would be horribly tempted hike my britches down a tad, drop a pen (or whatever) on the floor behind me, then give her a face full of gluteal cleft (or ass crack if you prefer)as I bent over to pick up my clumsily dropped pen.

Or maybe that's just the passive/aggressive in me.