So Lets Shaft Our Farmers.....
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.What immediately sprung to my mind was an occasion at work, when a temp was idly chatting away about the trials and tribulations of finding herself a fella.
Now, I know I am no oil painting, but she kept talking to me as though I didn't have a hope meeting a man if she couldn't find anyone! In the end my colleague had had enough and blurted out to her, 'she is married you know', at which point this girls eyes widened, she came over to me, rested a hand on my shoulder, and with the most earnest expression said to me, 'Well done!'
I could have lumped her one!
Poor Kate and Thik...I can feel your pain!
I know I've had much worse handed my way, but the only one that springs to mind at the moment is a co-worker telling us all about some movie he'd seen over the week-end. How weird and strange it was, and how only degenerates would find it appealing. Later on in his description he turned to me and said "it's the kind of movie you would like!"
Many years ago I'd been very ill & was extremely thin, therefore the only clothes I wore for a while were track suits (well it was the 80's!). Finally I regained enough weight to wear a normal top & skirt without them dropping off me! When I arrived at the hospital feeling pretty confident at last my doctor, whose English could be somewhat inaccurate at times, looked me up & down and said 'Mmm, I see you're back in your old clothes'.
Thanks doc....!
When doing a TESOL course about 18 months ago, the coursework included teaching practice, where you are evaluated on drilling, initiating class participation, clarity of instructions etc.
At the end of TP there's peer evaluation, and one lady (she was quite sweet really) said that I generated a lot of interaction in the group, when I gave them an assignment, because my instructions were vague, therefore the students were asking each other "what do we do now?"!!!
Less of a compliment, more of a back-handed perfectly ligitimate question...
I am, as they say, "big boned". In a department store recently, another customer came up to me and, in a rather embarassed fashion, asked me: "Don't take this the wrong way, but, er, could you tell me what size you are? My brother is also ... er ... it's his birthday next week ..."
Not about me,but my Mum. My Great Nan (95 and counting!) isn't one for subtleties or compliments. While out for a family meal - she was telling us about this raunchy film she had been wtching the night before. (why she was watching it I don't know!) She started to describe the what the prositutes in the film had been wearing - and then said to my mum ' they actually reminded me of you!!'
Oh the look on her face was a picture!!!
How about the well know northern saying "you don't sweat much for a fat lass"
I'm actually quite slim which doesn't go down well in the North Yorkshire fishing village I was born in. No good to do the manual labour that is required, however, I do remember my Uncle describing me as "nowt but a whippet with lipstick on".
..." how old are you ?"...
.."I'm 36"..
..."oh my god 36! ..oh my, you dont look 36, you look so much younger"...
(pause for me to bask is smugness at all the moisturising I did since the age of 14 had paid off)
***warning false sence of security alert***
...here it comes....
..." 36?...god thats really ancient innit? I never realised you were that old before...sorry..."
When my son was four I bought a lovely pink swimsuit with little black spots and a frill (fashionable in the 80's). I put it on to show him and he was very impressed and said I looked really nice. A few days later he asked (in company) 'Mummy when are you going to wear your lovely pink elephant swimsuit'