@ Mac: Aw jeez!
*hugs*
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This. Yes. When my roommate and I went to buy Metal Gear Solid 4 the cashier asked us "is this for one of your boyfriends?"
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Hahah!! That's happened to me too! XD I've also had someone ask if I was buying for the kids I don't have. I'm 23. If I had kids, they sure as hell wouldn't be old enough for me to buy Devil May Cry for them.
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Also, Mauve: That's terrible. Seriously, social workers?
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Yeah. Granted, she was kind of a bitch. But still. Back when I was eight or nine, my mom took us to the local health department for flu shots. One of the people working in the office pulled her aside and said, "There is no excuse for this! We have a food program!" Needless to say, we went to our pediatrician for immunizations from that point on.
I grew up in a town of 1,500. My graduating class was a grand total of 35 people. That means that if you live there, you'll never meet anyone new, ever, until you leave the town. If people decide they don't like you or that you're weird, the entire town will know about it within a week and you'll never outgrow it or meet new people who have different opinions of you. Hence why I left high school my junior year and went straight to college in another town.
I really don't have a problem with how I look, as far as being skinny goes. I'm absolutely cool with that. I just don't like being mocked or stared at.
And thanks, everybody. I know this might sound weird, but it's actually nice to know that I'm not the only one who has problems like this. We kick ass, guys.
I guess the obvious thing to do now is for us all to join forces as a crime-fighting super team of underdogs. Or super villains, whichever. Which do you guys prefer: Secret underground lair, mountaintop doom castle, or space fortress? I'm up for any of the above.
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I kind of want to mail Pocheros and Mauve Tasers now.
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Woohoo!!