At work, we have we have this pb pie. It is unbearably fantastic and I wish I would get one every shift I work, but - alas - I can only afford so much food and I try to put my limited income into the more necessary stuff like, you know, protein and vegetables (damn you, health). However, it's hard for me to keep from wanting to lick one whenever I have to compile the deliciousness for a table of mine.
"Oh, man, I'd kill for a slice of this right now."
Without fail, about 3 consecutive times now, the response to this has always been, "Ugh, do you have any idea how many calories are in that? Like, 1200, at least."
"Oh.. then, I should probably be eating about 3 of these a day. Thanks for pointing that out."
No one usually knows how to respond to that, which is even funnier. The weird thing is (besides the obvious fact that people need to raise my awareness to the caloric value every time I say I want to eat the pie, of course) is that two of those times weren't even women. It's sad, but I find that surprising.
Why do people think it's so important to put that out there, especially when you don't know who you're talking to? It drives me insane when people say things like that, knowing how they can effected. Maybe I'm over sensitive about things that people say because of what I've been through and seeing how words can destroy a person from the inside out. You can't expect everyone to know just what to say and what not to, but come on, that's just strange.
[Side note: no one comments on the caloric value of the pie when my (male) manager decides to throw a slice into the blender with 2 scoops of ice cream and a bit of whole milk? Of course not. ...Genius milkshake recipe, by the way.)