Day 3 in the
blog a day challenge asks me to write about things that make me uncomfortable. I try not to think about things that make me uncomfortable, so when I sat down to think about what makes me uncomfortable I had a hard time coming up with anything. And then I remembered Kevin Bacon.
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| Seriously, he makes me uncomfortable. Source: wikipedia |
Then I thought about how uncomfortable I feel when I'm hanging out with a group of people and the whole group is talking about something that I have no interest in, or worse, they are talking about people I do not know. I just sit and listen, feeling awkward about having nothing to contribute, then later, I'll hear from one of my friends about how one of the group members wonders why I never speak up. I feel awkward and uncomfortable, that's why. Then I make an obscure reference to West Side Story and get crickets. Uncomfortable.
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| This Christmas present made me pretty uncomfortable. |
Another uncomfortable conversation situation is when you're not sure when to leave a conversation. Let's say, for example, that you are on your way out of the office at the end of the day and your coworker chats you up, and you're having a nice little talk. Then, another colleague calls out to this coworker, and this coworker then starts talking to them, kind of leaving you hanging as to whether your conversation is over or not. This is when I hang out for a weird minute or two, then start acting like I am in a hurry and head for the door. I spend my car ride trying to forget how uncomfortable those two minutes were.
I also thought of uni boob, something that is physically uncomfortable. It does not feel good to have your flesh all squished together inside a poorly designed piece of spandex while working up a sweat. I'm tempted to stick a sock in there to keep the boobs separated and sweat abolished. Yuck, yuck.
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| I have to look at pics like this to remind myself I'm thin. |
Finally, something that makes me terribly uncomfortable is when people call me skinny. After being heavy for a significant portion of my life, it is just plain weird to hear people refer to me as skinny. It used to be that other girls were skinny. My aunt called my sister skinny Minny, but not me. I don't feel skinny. I definitely don't feel fat, but I don't feel skinny. I feel normal, healthy. Sometimes clumsy, and yes, sometimes I forget that my hips are not as wide as they once were and will therefore not get in any one's way. But skinny is a word, perhaps THE word, that makes me very uncomfortable.
Has anyone else had that experience with the word skinny? Or Kevin Bacon? I'd love to hear what makes you uncomfortable. Leave a comment below!
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