Sunday, April 13, 2008

Skinny People

I don't get you, skinny people. I cannot relate to you in any stretch of the imagination. All the time I'm talking to you, I'm wondering how you accomplish anything from that small body. And yet the rest of the world adores you. And I wonder what makes you so great?

Don't you understand that not everybody else in the world is skinny? We weren't all born naturally with flat stomachs and protruding cheek bones. And while you strut around with your jeans that fall well below your belly button and show off your hips, and you wear your airy dresses that show off your shoulders and your skinny arms, the rest of us are left to wonder what the heck we're supposed to do to fit in with you "beautiful" types.

Not everybody thinks you're beautiful, you know. Not everybody thinks that clothing falling off of a skeleton is sexy. Some people, a lot of people, a lot of intelligent people like a person who has some stature to them. Some people, who are physical and real, like to have something to hold onto.

While you're out there being skinny and beautiful and smoking your cigarettes and doing art, you know what the rest of us are doing? Some of smoke cigarettes, too. Some of us do art, too. And some of us are exercising our butts off in order to get into shape to look as beautiful as you. And you know what? Exercise is hard. It always has been. From the first time you did real exercise, you knew you didn't like it. And so either you stopped and somehow remained naturally skinny, or you got fat like the rest of us.

We have to work really hard in order to get what we want out of life. We don't get everything handed to us like you skinny people. Not to say that some of you don't work hard, but the truth of the matter is, physically you have to work harder when you are carrying around more weight. You skinny people don't seem to understand that.

So you skinny people just keep going on and being skinny, but just so you know, while you are hanging around with the rest of your lookalikes, the rest of us who don't fit the archetype all secretly (or not so secretly) hate you.