Let me preface this post with the fact that I consider myself God’s gag gift to women. That being said there are 2 girls at work who just amaze me.

The first one is a good 40 to 50 pounds overweight, yet wears the tightest shirts, shortest skirts, and anything that shows off her rolls. We’re talking serious cankleage here. While I’m no longer the stick I used to be in high school, I’m still not a muscle bound hunk, therefore I avoid wearing muscle shirts. Why is it someone of her density has to wear such revealing clothes? Is it that she doesn’t recognize her weight or how she looks in such outfits? To each their own, but my opinion (as worthless as it is) she’d probably stretch a mumu, but it’d still be a safer bet than the getups she traipses around in now.

The comes the opposite end of the spectrum. There’s this other girl who wouldn’t weigh 80 pounds holding a 100 pound anvil. While this girl is actually quite cute, it’s almost disturbing how thin she is. Now, the only reason my weight was above 140 pounds in high school was due to the fact I was 6’3” and bone weighs a lot, so I’m not blaming this girl for her weight. It’s just disconcerting to look at her as you think you’d break her with even the slightest hug.

I hate being superficial, but I guess it’s just ingrained in my noggin.