Tuesday, January 8, 2013

the self esteem angel

so things have been busy.  because i work at an amusement park and no one works in december except amusement park workers.  or at least it feels like that.

i'm now going to share a story about my bum.  if you don't want to hear about it, then go away.  (have i mentioned that i'm super tired and grumpy from the amount of people i had to talk to over the last month?)

so this past weekend i was in san diego visiting my friend asia.  quick shout out to asia... she's hilarious and fun and basically the best ever.  anyway, we were walking back to the car from dinner and a man comes up from behind me and says... wait, before i tell you what he said i would just like to say that he said it very matter of fact and not creepy at all.  so read it not creepy in your mind.

"girl, what are you doing in san diego?  you have a tiny waist... and hips.  you should be in chicago... guys would eat that up.  you've got a bgb.  black girl booty."

and i was like just like oh, thank you and he walked off.  now normally when this happens to me (more on that later) it's like a super creepy weirdo.  but this guy was attractive and well dressed and probably in his mid to late 30s.  i'm fairly certain that he was a self esteem angel.  those exist, right?

i needed a self esteem angel b/c... the other day i was at work and the pants i was wearing were significantly tighter than i normally would wear (b/c it's impossible to find clothes that fit at disneyland.  they're either absurdly big or bone crushingly tight.  it's kind of terrible).  anyway, in my mind, i was like 'so-and-so coworker keeps looking at my bum... i'm fairly certain he is looking at my bum.'  and i don't normally get that impression, like i don't catch on to that stuff and i'd never noticed this particular person doing that before.  but i had never had to wear pants that were quite that tight. and it just kind of occurred to me out of the blue that this was happening. anyway, eventually i told myself 'no elaina, you're being crazy and you're wishful thinking yourself into believing that this dude is staring at your bum all day... stop being crazy and thinking everyone wants to look at your bum.'  and then the self esteem angel came by and was like NO, WE ARE ALL STARING AT YOUR BUM.

and now i would like to know, how often does everyone else in the world get approached by strangers on the street to talk to them about their bum... or other parts?  i have never been walking with a person and had it happen to them but it happens to me every few months.  is this something that happens to everyone?  or do i just have a face that says 'talk to me about my bum'?

finally, my 2013 goals...

1. shake hands with a monkey
2. only eat pudding for one day
3. zip line
4. learn to tap dance
5. make money being a mime
6. high five 100 people in one day
7. do a hand stand
8. go to a fancy dinner by myself
9. go camping and make s'mores
10. throw a drink in someone's face
11. pet a dolphin
12. get a boyfriend
13. ride my bike to the beach

and now it is sleeping time b/c i have to be up early.  GROSS.