I don't wear bikinis anymore. And it's only partially because the world would tremble in the face of the hotness that is KathyB!
I was at our community pool yesterday standing in line to get a hot dog with my kids. One of the managers of the pool came out and was making small talk while we waited. As we chatted, a less-than-shapely woman walked by wearing less bathing suit than she needed to cover her curves. As I was making a mental note to ensure that all of my pieces and parts were adequately covered, the manager shook his head in disgust and said, "Well, that's sure not what I want to see when I step outside."
What?! I almost fell face-first into the baked beans. He did not just say that. At this point I did what I always do: Run in circles in my head trying to figure out if I really understood what was said and stand there like a fool with my eyes bugging out and mouth hanging slightly agape.
As I mechanically scooped food onto my child's plate, the manager continued on: "Really. You think they'd do something about that... It's disgusting."
At this point I'm working myself up to outraged and preparing to give him a good piece of my mind... And then I notice the hot dog and baked beans spilled all over the sidewalk... And the people walking by rather than taking a minute to help clean it up... And the fact that he's not even looking at the woman...
Can I just say thank God I run on a bit of a delay?! Can you imagine if I'd laid into him about having respect for women when he was talking about a plate of food on the ground?!
Based upon today's misinterpretation I'm trying to decide if I am:
A) Shallow and vain
B) Needing to focus completely on conversations to avoid making ridiculous leaps in logic
C) Feeling insecure in my bathing suit and projecting my insecurities into harmless conversation
D) Ever so slightly lost in my own little world.
E) Needing to change my name to CattyB! instead of KathyB!
I'm hoping it's a combination of B and D...