Growing up I was always stick thin and was referred to as being skinny, today it's thin.
I met a guy over the phone and we used to talk frequently. Had good conversation and good laughs. Eventually we got together for a date and I was a bit put off due to his weight. He was a bit of a chubber. This through me off a bit, but I put it aside and we had a really good time. We went out a few more times and it developed into more. Now, this guy wasn't FAT, just a bit overweight and during those times we were intimate I thought I would throw up!!! Now, I've never been very tactful and when I decided it was over and told him, he asked me: Why? I just put it out there and told him that his weight was a serious turnoff and I would prefer we remain friends.
Quite a few months later he called and asked to get together as he had something to show me. I agreed, as I remember that everything else about him was nice and I enjoyed his company. Well, when I saw him my jaw dropped. He lost all the weight and had been working out. He told me it was because of me that he did it and thanked me. Now, he was an average looking guy and because of all the praise he got for his weight loss he thought he was model material. Well, his career as a model never materialized.
Quite sometime later I met another guy, who was considerably overweight, but he was a terrific guy. We dated and I had a great time with him. He was so damn classy!!!! And quite light on his knees.
But again, the weight bothered me and I had to return to friendship status.
So one day I'm walking home and this car stops dead in the middle of the street and out pops this absolutely gorgeous guy - 6'2", blonde hair, blue eyes and a body to die for. He looks right at me at calls out my name. Now I'm totally baffled because this was someone you wouldn't have forgotten very quickly. He sees my confusion and tells me: It's me, Dennis!!! Dennis? I say. Yes, Dennis!!! He left Brooklyn and went down to Florida and opened a club in South Beach. South Beach was becoming the hotspot and the club was a raving success. He said if it wasn't for me he would have never lost the weight!!! and he thanked me. Now, that's one that I did regret getting away!!!
I always had an adversion to people overweight but over time I guess with so many people being overweight I got past it. The only time my stomach flips is when I see obese people. I can't look at them because I feel like I'm going to heave. There's this reality show on TV, Ruby, a seriously obese woman. When I see her in a commerical I can feel myself get physically ill and have to find the remote to change the channel. I don't understand why people let themselves go because it just isn't healthy.
Oh, BTW, I've never been dumped!!!!
And I guess I should apologize if I offended anyone on the forum who is a chubber. I'm sure you are a really nice person.
