Why Ask?

I think more often than not, we encounter questions that are difficult to answer; not because they're too academic or there is a requirement of expertise on the subject matter, but because we simply don't know how to answer them.

That's kind of vague...

All right, let me put it this way...

When a student fails a subject and is confronted by his parents about it, the usual question asked is, "Why did you fail?" or "How could you fail?"

The student is most likely to become dumbfounded by the question... he will not know exactly how to answer it. He can't simply say, "Because I didn't study," eventhough that's what the parents are already thinking anyway.

Do you get where I'm coming off here?

Sometimes certain questions need not be asked. Because in particular circumstances, asking a certain question might be a stupid thing to do... maybe because they are not only hurtful, but they also become annoying.

With that, let me just say that I am fat. Yeah... huge as a whale. A lot of people constantly comment on that... maybe because that's the very first thing they notice about me. I don't blame them though, it's kinda hard to miss. =)

What I don't get... and what annoys me to the bones... is when people ask, "Why are you fat?" or "How did you get this fat?"

Hmmm... let me think... oh yeah... I FRIGGIN' EAT A LOT, BITCH! I mean, you're intelligent enough to even have an audience with me, and still, you can't figure that out on your own? Seriously, how dumb is that question?

I'm sorry, but this is upsetting for me. I'm not annoyed at friends making jokes about me being fat, because I really don't mind it. I make fun of me all the time. What gets on my nerves is these idiotic queries that I don't even know how to answer straight. What do they want me to say?

"Oh, well, first, I ate a bag of potato chips dipped in cheese and re-fried in high cholesterol cooking oil..."

Should I chronicle every single bite of food I take to enable me to give a straight forward answer?

More importantly, why ask these kinds of questions? There's is no straight answer to "Why are you fat?"; why push it?

You know what's sad though? My relatives and some of my friends do this to me a lot. Maybe I should point them to the direction where people are trained to know about the feelings of others... they might just pick up empathy and realize how much they have hurt me... and hurt me deeply. Because they should be on my side, right?

And if you think you are one of them who ask these kinds of questions, I hope you know how insensitive and stupid you were. And if these things happen again... I'm sorry, but I can be impolite too if pushed to my limits.

And for our final word tonight...

Tactlessness is controllable... it is not an involuntary reflex or personality.