A Fat Person Best Friend but Worst Enemy
What is a best friend? A person who you can talk to and they are there to listen or give suggestions. A person you can rely on and never questions whether they will be there are not. A person to pick you up when you are down.
Fat people have many best friends and unfortunately many worst enemies. How do I know? Because I am a fat, voluptuous, tall piece of medium well sirloin steak, lol. A few days ago when I was in Munich I place on my two buttons trouser. Two buttons are perfect encase if one button pop off your still secure. Plus two buttons trousers go higher over the stomach to hold in some of the belly fat. Now it is awful when you need to really go to the bathroom. Your fighting with the buttons just to take off your pants and get rid of all the beer you been drinking all night long. So much not a good feeling doing the pee pee dance.
Elastic, stretchy spandex, jeans. I love, love, love to wear jeans that stretches with me and form my body. The bad thing about them is that you don’t really know when you gain any weight because they stretch with ya. Also drying them is bit of a problem in the dryer. They are much better to air dry. When machine dry they shrink a tab bit that as you put it on it won’t go over the butt. Your like, “I know I could not gain that much pounds…it just fit me a few days ago!” The trick to stretchy jeans when fully dry is to force it over your butt, put on a belt with out zipping it, wear it for a couple of hours and the next day it should fit again, lol.
I love stairs and hills. I enjoy going down then up. Stairs and hills are great cardio exercise, but so tiring on the back and knees. I remember last year when I went to a furniture store, there were no lifts. I was going up over 30 stairs and a lady next to me was huffing and puffing. I had to smile at her and tell her I understand how she feels I use to be like that too.
Elevator, lol, sorry I have to laugh. It is a great invention but who thought about how many people can fit in one of the contraption. In many elevators they are smaller then the people allowance can handle and sometimes the weight. The weight I can understand a bit if it is not but the people capacity come on. Have they notice that people and the restaurant portions got bigger after the 60’s. Next time you go in an elevator look at the people capacity and weight allowance. It will give you something to laugh at.
Meanwhile I am on the topic of people being bigger after the 60’s. What is up with airplane’s company? A year ago it was officially mention on the news that many airplanes have a policy if you’re bigger than the seat and cannot put down the arm rest to separate you and the person next to you that you have to buy another seat. I can understand people don’t want people to take up their space or to sit on them, but we feel the same as fat people. We don’t want to sit on you or be in your territory either. Why can’t the airplanes make wider seats? I know it is possible. I have taking first class many times and the seats are wider than me. Why make only certain rows for leg rooms…make wider seats also. I love the invention of the airplane because God knows I love to travel and experience different cultures. So I beg you if a person bigger than you sit next to you be kind and lift up the arm rest. Lifting up the arm rest will actually give you and the person next to you about 4 inches of space to be more comfortable. When you have time watch this video To Fat to Fly by clicking on this link
My list can go on but I will end it all you can eat buffets. Buffets are great for the family, saving, and helping oneself. However it is awful when a person do not have self control. Not all but some fat people as myself over stuff a plate with a mixture of food. Some people may ask for the check when it is time to go but I ask for a forklift and a wheelchair to the car.
What is your best friend but worst enemy?