November 05, 2007
"Look, I Have To Hand It to You,"
my father tells me. "Given your genetic heritage, and the fact that you're prone to depression, it's just amazing that you aren't overweight."
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"I'm not sure it's to my credit," I tell him.
"But look at your relatives!"
"I've seen them," I respond. "But when I get depressed, the last thing I want to do is eat."
I was hearing this crap from my stepfather when I was 15 years old. As if there were some fat monster out there, just waiting to pounce on me.
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"Outside of every thin woman there's a fat man trying to get in."
Posted by: John at November 05, 2007 02:53 PM (yYn5l)
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I think there is a compliment hidden in there somewhere. Or he is waiting to just hear "Thanks" while he is still on this mortal coil. Dads can be that way sometimes, I've heard.
Posted by: Darrell at November 05, 2007 08:45 PM (GnmHB)
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I'll try it. I'm sure he'd find it a refreshing change from, "Dad . . . you're so weird!" And I admit that I'm getting a bit long in the tooth for that line.
Posted by: Attila Girl at November 05, 2007 10:34 PM (aywD+)
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