I just got called a chub. Now, what the fuck!? I mean I am not in the best shape of my life, but @ 5 11" & approx 190 something (I always deduct the necessary pounds I figure my clothes must weigh in order to come in under 200, as naturally one would....am I right?)
So, I'm sure this was not INTENDED as a slight....but c'mon, it's not exactly a compliment! I was always slender and I still am that fabulous 160 something I once was (in my minds eye)....I just figured someone had put up fun house mirrors everywhere and went about my day thinking I still look like I did when I was 21, sizes & labels be damned!
I even adopted the Skor candy bar slogan as my personal mantra...."You can never be too rich or too thin". It's vapid, I know, but I thought it was clever at 15 and I once was half that equation and I could still dream of being rich...Now nearing 40, I know better than to be so deluded and tonight I lost the "thin" part of what I thought I'd always have going for me. I am officially a fat bastard...a "chub"....
