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June 14, 2005

Office Barbie

Late Sunday night my boss called and asked me to go into our client’s office on Monday. You can read more about them here and here. I don’t like going in to the office because I don’t like anybody there, but I was excited that they haven’t seen me for a few months so I knew I would look a lot different to them. I was looking forward to seeing everybody feeling a lot more confident.

I pulled together a really cute outfit. I think I looked damn cute, in fact! Even though I’m not Miss Twiggy, I looked curvy in a sexy way. In my mind anyway, and that’s what counts because it gave me the confidence to strut my stuff and be outgoing and comfortable.

If Mattel made office Barbies my client would be their prototype. Everyone is generically perfect and it feels very shallow. I just can’t get myself to enjoy it. I will suspend my judgment and give them the benefit of the doubt. Maybe I just don’t know them well enough, although my continual impressions have not been good. I did, however, enjoy the lingering glances everyone gave when they initially saw me and even throughout the day. They were definitely pondering the changes in me. I bet the girls were thinking “if she gets thin I might have to consider her competition.” I could be an evil, paranoid, pessimistic bi-atch but I’ve encountered a lot of women who think along those lines and relished and took comfort in the fact that I was fat. We (heavy ladies), often have friends who subtly try to keep us that way and make it difficult for us to get thin by giving resistance and a hard time. Bring it on ladies.

I look forward to going into the office every 15, 20 pounds(down) or so. I’m curious to see the changes in their treatment of me. Check out this article, it’s enough to make you sick. I have no doubt that head honchos of my client company feel this way (actually everybody there does, I’m sure).

I’m not worried about my limited contract with them. I feel confident enough to get a job at my weight now. I project, at the rate that I’m losing weight, that I will be at my goal by the time my contract expires. Then I will have even less difficulty.

Posted by hopeful @ June 14, 2005 12:26 PM