Monday, June 13, 2011
I was doing well this morning, all excited because I'd lost a little bit over a pound (yay) and was doing my morning toning video when the post man knocks at the door.
Parcel (huh? I didn't order anything...)
(Now the following is going to sound horribly ungrateful and bratty, but whether or not this is truly how this should be viewed I was, and still am horribly upset)
A fat blasting yoga DVD
and a stoner movie DVD (with that horribly annoying chick from scary movie)...
Delivery slip said it was a gift from my sister???
I rang her straight away because I honestly assumed her amazon had been maybe not hacked, but that some one of her colleagues was playing pranks with her credit card.
(Ok, context, my sister has no idea that I'm trying to loose weight because she has always told me there's no point trying, that I'm stuck this way).
So she tells me she got me the fat blasting yoga so I could shift some pound while de-stressing (She thinks I'm a workaholic too...pot/kettle situation). I try and laugh this off (as my eyes are welling with tears) and remind her that I've feared and loathed yoga since a horrible class we both went too as teenagers where the teacher was an elderly man who wore baggy shorts commando style. Then the stoner movie was apparently because I love that sort of thing...um...no. So she calls me ungrateful and hangs up.
I'm aware that the intention was good (which I text her afterwards) but the impact wasn't. Ok I like to pride myself on really thinking about giving gifts, and try and think of anything that the person has mentioned to really surprise them with some thing they'd love. Call me a brat and I'll agree with you, but when someone gives you something that so utterly isn't you...well it feels like one of two things: either they absolutely do not know you and didn't take the time to listen or find out or worse that actually is how you project yourself to other people i.e. that I am a fat lard ass who needs to sit around doing yoga while watching stoner movies featuring unpleasantly shrill actresses...
So sorry to vent on you all (or indeed anyone, if anyone reads this) but getting it out does feel better. I know its my fault that I'm upset and my sister would never understand why this would upset me. I know I've been rude and ungrateful in response to a nice gesture. But man I feel like crap now