I work with someone who...well, let's just say she is pretty much charm-free.
Recently there was a book fair at work. All the proceeds from book sales went to children.
Children with cancer.
So I went and bought a few books. They were pricier than the books in bookstores, but whatever. I came back to my office and the other employee said, "I just don't want to pay that much for books."
And that's fine, you know? I am a firm believer that everyone should spend their own money on what's important to them (as long as they aren't constantly borrowing money from other people and then spending their money on...I don't know. Dildo's or whatever). I know that I spend a lot of money on Ginger's grooming and vet appointments and not everyone would agree that is a wise way to spend money. To each his own, right?
But the other person would. not. leave. it. alone.
She continued on and on and on about how she just thought it was ridiculous to spend that much money and how she didn't think anyone should spend money on those overpriced books and she could not believe how many people were out there buying books.
Finally, I'd had enough and I snapped, "Yeah! Totally. Screw those kids with cancer. They have no idea."
That shut her up.
Today I was talking about The Race for the Cure which I am participating in this October. I'm a big fan of saving the ta-ta's and I really like to support breast cancer research when I can.
I also mentioned that I am planning, NEXT YEAR, to walk in the 2 day walk. It's a lot of miles. A lot.
The co-worker? Looked at me and laughed. Said, "Do you REALLY think that's a good idea?"
Because damn. Seriously. What a selfish buttface I am for wanting to raise money for CANCER RESEARCH. What was I thinking?
Okay, so I'm overweight. I get that. I have a training plan which I am already working. It's FOURTEEN MONTHS AWAY. I'm steadily losing anywhere between 6-10 pounds a month. I seriously think I'll be okay.
What the damn hell is wrong with people?