October 19, 2006
Just 30 minutes ago I went down to the Starbucks in my office building and treated myself to a pumpkin spice latte... a big one! I love these things and don't give a rat's behind how many calories, points, fat grams, carbs, etc. are in them.
On the elevator back up to the 16th floor, I was joined by a professional-looking man in his late 30's or early 40's, dressed in a nice shirt and tie (dollar to donuts he was an attorney). On the ride up we talked about coffee and the need for a late afternoon boost. He made a comment about how I could probably get my coffee for free in my office, and I laughed and said "but not a pumpkin spice latte." We stopped at his floor. As he got off he said, "You're never going to lose weight that way," then quickly disappeared.
First of all, when did the subject of weight, mine or anyone else's, even come up in this conversation?
Secondly, if you're going to insult me, come back here and do it to my face with the elevator door closed so I can beat you senseless without a witness, not like a hit and run coward taking your shot as you leave the elevator!
I'm happy to say, it's been a very long time since I've been insulted like this, but I'm very saddened to say such rudeness is alive and well and apparently working in my office building.
Hmmm, might have to put him in one of my books. Be afraid ... be very afraid.
Boy, this coffee's good!