Can Fat People Get Jobs?

I am beginning to think NOT and that once you go beyond ‘pleasantly plump’ it is hard to get employed. I am thinking I may have a better chance trying for a job at Dunkin’ Donuts then any of these office jobs I’ve been applying for.
Then again, I haven’t seen too many fat people working there either.
I am hoping I am just being paranoid and that it is not really true.
However, after reading the above discussion to that question I feel that the truth is I am probably NOT being paranoid and I am being discriminated against. I have an excellent resume’, I’m intelligent, very good with computers and mechanical things, great customer service skills, hard worker…yadda, yadda, yadda…and yet I have been passed over 5 times so far. This is depressing as hell to me. Especially when I think of all the weight I COULD have lost to (maybe) prevent some of this and HOW LONG it will take to lose it before I feel it won’t be an issue with any prospective employer.

So……(below part was written earlier)

I am still jobless and I am wondering more and more about other people’s judgements of me come interview time. Is it really my weight? Does everyone really think that fat people are lazy and incompetent? Are they even reading my resume’? Are they missing the fact that I worked 2 and 3 jobs at a time for most of my adult life; and ran my own business?
I am really hating the HR interviews more and more. I’ve read some stuff on line about these lam-o questions they ask. Next time one of those HR-bots asks me “what my greatest weakness” is I am going to get all serious, stare them straight in the eye and say “waffles”. I think the term “asshat” fits them brilliantly…whoever came up with that word is a fucking genius!!
Anyway, all I know is that I’ve never come up against this before. I’ve also never been this heavy looking for a job either. I just don’t know what to make of it.
This last interview I had was OK until I got a call from the owner. First he asked me if I wanted to come there or do the interview on the phone. So, I said the phone. So we chit-chat and everything seems fine until he asks me ‘what does your husband think of you working’. Then he says he wants to ‘get together’ with me; first he says something about me ‘hopping on my bike’ to meet him for coffee…then he mentions some place to meet to ‘have gelato’. I was a bit taken aback…I guess my stammering was a tip off, no? Then he says he just wants to meet me in person. THEN he asks me what my husbands name is and what we do for fun ‘boating’ or ’skiiing’. WTF? I’m thinking, what does this have to do with an admin. asst. job dude? I say something like ‘camping, hiking’. He says “oh, ok, just like to make sure we are all compatible.’ He mentioned the ‘compatibility’ thing 3 times. He also said he knew it wasn’t legal to ask me…guess that should have been a fucking sign for me to hang up or at the very least keep my mouth shut.
About 10 minutes later, he calls me from his cell on the way to my house…he says something about where he is and something else that in hindsight seems to question my intelligence. Once he got here he seemed nice BUT I am thinking that what this is really all about is “NO FAT CHICKS”. By the end of the little “face-to-face” I felt like I needed a shower to wash the sleaze off of me. Salesman, are they all pathetic pond scum or is it just my imagination running away from me again?

UGHHHHHH.

In other news…anyone who wants a hilarious read needs to read BigBlondeBombshell’s post about the air conditioner. She so funny…

My points are going to be about the same for this week (3 more days to go) BUT I am really struggling with the lower points. I have been to Wal-mart twice in 3 days and both times I lingered in front of the Alli display. I keep thinking about it whether I should try it or not. It seems to me that the side effects are really a deterrent to eating meals with fat in them. I would certainly think twice about having a slice or two of pizza if I was taking that pill. Isn’t it just a way to spend lots of money on a pill that will eventually have you willfully choosing to eat less fat so that you don’t suffer the side effects?? I think it would be easier, cheaper and lot more comfortable to just do that on my own without the pill.
Then again, I say this while at my keyboard knowing full well that the minute I sign off I will want to graze in the kitchen and a pill like that would, if nothing else, keep some of the excess fat I’m ingesting (because I apparently am too weak to stop myself) from hitting my already ample ass. I’m still not sure which way to go here. If it could get me over the hump and help me out of the 3’s, it may be worth it for the short-term, but only the short-term. Then, there is the risk of it backfiring on me when I stop. Only if I am really, super honest with myself could I go on and then off that pill without any problems.
And on the other other hand we have the fact that I now have this sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach that if I am not thin I will never be hired again…panic and desperation make people do things that in hindsight they would not ordinarily do, like take a ‘diet pill’ or starve themselves.  I will have to do the latter to reach my goal of a 39 average this week and that is a new phenomenon for me.   But a ‘diet pill’?

I suppose I should take that age old advice of ‘when in doubt, don’t’.  So, I won’t for now.