Funny how some people can’t seem to accept dieters.
I’m getting great support from some – one of my friends has been bringing me fresh fruit and veg from his garden as well as home-cooked and sliced turkey breast and chicken soup with vegetables. And a girlfriend whom I was meeting for dinner said, “I’m craving salad. Let’s go to a salad bar.” I know that the only green food she’s ever craved is mint ice cream. I loved that she said she wanted it, rather than, you are on a diet, so let’s eat low cal. She wanted to save me from feeling like I’m a party pooper for not meeting at our usual place.
But then there’s people I just don’t understand. I was at an event this last weekend, happily drinking club soda and nibbling on celery sticks, and a women who is in my circle of friends continually pushed a cocktail at me. It was so strange. First offer, I declined and said I was not drinking. Did not mention the diet. But she said, “Oh, it’s a party! Have one!” And I thought that was strange. I could be avoiding alcohol for a medical reason or because I’m a designated driver. It went on a bit and she seemed to feel that my choice to not drink was an affront to her. Well, easy to brush off a graceless person like that, but it was a good lesson to me to be respectful of people who say “no”.
Seems that every week since I’ve been dieting, I come across someone with the grace to be supportive without making a fuss. And then the people who make a deal of my ordering a salad at a restaurant – “Oh come on – you only live once – you should get the pasta.”