Meet the Cast Iron B**** (Rhymes with witch)
4/19/2012 6:49 PM
Rant mode, engaged.
I had an odd encounter with a co-worker. It started out pleasantly with her complimenting my weight loss. It turned ugly, quickly, when she started telling me, in an aggressive manner, accompanied by finger wagging and head bobbing, what I needed to do in order to succeed. I shan't bore you all with that whole account, I shall simply say that it started with I'd better get going to meetings because without accountability I'll start eating, cheating and failing and ended with her saying that I must designate an accountability partner who will chew my butt out and hold my feet to the fire.
This whole lecture was predicated on the fact that she's been on many diets over the years and she knows what works! I smiled in a manner that people who know me well really don't like to see. It's a smile that indicates that the Cast Iron B**** part of my personality has just shoved everyone else to the side and moved to the front. Again, I shan't go into great detail. But in the course of a few short minutes I found out that she is currently not making any effort towards weight loss, is in fact "taking a break from dieting", that her last effort was over five years ago and that effort included an accountability partner.
Then, I cut loose. I basically told her that her advice might have some credibility if she followed it herself. I told her that as it is, it only shows that she knew nothing about me, about my capabilities and needs yet found it acceptable to lecture me in an aggressive manner. I stated that her lecture was neither acceptable nor welcome and suggested that she mind her own weight loss effort and keep her nose out of mine. I ended by saying that if she ever wagged a finger in my face again that she might well draw back a nubbin. Then I turned and limped away.
Yes I was harsh. But the fastest way to stir my ire is to violate my personal space with finger wagging and then give me a bunch of hypocritical claptrap about how I'm going to fail. Honey, you'd best take a long look in the mirror before you start wagging that finger at anyone else.