"When one door closes another door opens; but we so often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door, that we do not see the ones which open for us." - Alexander Graham Bell

 

There’s a lot of planning to be done in socialising.  Before saying yes to any invitation straight away you have to have a checklist of 'safe' places to go to.  (Safe as in comfortable for a larger person).  For instance if you are going to the theatre or cinema you usually have a favourite one to go to, one that has the largest and most comfortable seats that you're going to fit in.  If I'm going to the theatre, aisle seats in the stalls are booked and I always arrange the booking.  (It's worth the extra interest on the credit card!!!!).  If I'm going to the cinema, I try and go in the early afternoon and at least two weeks before the picture is removed from the screen.  Not only do you get to choose where you sit, and very very few people in there, but its cheaper too.  If it's a restaurant,  I try and ring up beforehand to let them know that I want a table that cater for large people.  If its on the spur of the moment, I have the fortune of fantastic slimmer friends that understand my predicament and will hold out for a table that comfortable for all of us.   

There are very few public houses I go into now and I always avoid Friday and Saturday nights out as that's when its really packed.  I used to enjoy the weekends out as it was a time to unwind and relax with friends and throw away the stresses of the day.  Nowadays when you go out, people seem intent on enjoying themselves by ridiculing you.  I've been out and on many occasions had the sniggering, name calling; loud enough for me to hear, but my friends never hear it and they tell me to ignore it.  A lot easier for those who don't get the comments every time you leave your home.  I always ask myself, why can't people just get on with their own lives and leave me alone.  So I am larger than the average person.  So bloody what.  I don't go out of my way to be a nasty malicious person and I certainly don't go out to murder or physically hurt anybody.  (God, there are times when I want to!!!!)  I just want to go out and enjoy life as much as the next person.  Is that too much to ask for??

Another thing about going out are the toilets.  They are so tiny that you're scared to drink anything that's going to go straight through you.  Maneuvering through a packed pub and then into a packed toilet is sheer horror. (The thought of it brings me out in a cold sweat).  I've actually had to experience going into a pub toilet that was so damn small that I couldn't shut the door to do my business.  Fortunately the pub was extremely quiet and I took a chance and did my business before anybody entered the room.  It was nice to hear the slimmer women moaning about the size of the toilets too!!!  Are you laughing hard yet?  People just don't know what we go through.  Deny it all you will, but at least I'm being honest enough to share these experiences.  

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