or another name for this blog.....
Why I am not telling people I am having surgery until after the fact....
So, I made my way to GNC today in search of unflavored protein powder to add to soups and liquids after surgery (3 days away now!) and made the mistake of thinking the lady behind the counter would want to help. The conversation went like this...
Skinny Bitch Behind The Counter (SBBTC) ~ Is there something I can help you find?
Me: Yes, I am looking for unflavored protein powder.
SBBTC ~ Can I ask who is going to use this?
Me: (Thinking she is going to be helpful) I am
SBBTC ~ (With a look) And what are you going to use it for.
Brief Intermission....this is EXACTLY why I have such fear of places like this....I felt I was being judged and she doesn't even know me.
Me: I am have stomach surgery on Monday and I need it for the post-op diet.
SBBTC ~ Stomach surgery? Have you tried other things first?
Me: What I wanted to say : No, biotch....I thought, oh, let me get morbidly obese and then just have my body altered to fix it.
What I did say: Yes, I have tried everything else. Do you have unflavored protein powder?
SBBTC ~ Have you ever heard of Kevin Trudeau?
SBBTC ~ He says that there are three types of fat and the reason that you are showing so much fat (yes, she really said that) is your hypothalamus.
Me: Nope, it's because I love cheeseburgers. (And, yes, I really said this.)
The conversation continued on until I started to walk-away and then she eventually showed my the dang powder I was looking for and I was on my way....
You know what, SBBTC......you are mean and I bet no one loves you...
In other news....I went for my pre-surgery mani-pedi today and it was GLORIOUS! Really, does it get much better than having someone rub your feet and calves with sandy scrub, cover them in warm towels, and then sooth them with delightful lotion and a foot massage....