The day started off okay, then as I was driving the kids to school the stupid radio announcer started talking about a lady he met yesterday. He started by saying that he had a lovely chat with her, but couldn't keep his eyes of something. His female co-host said, what her breasts? He said no, nothing like that. He than went on to say that she was in her late 20's and had a beard... Not just a stray hair here or there, but a beard.
Now this subject is touchy for me, especially at the moment. With the PCOS diagnosis so clear in my mind, I now have a reason for my 'beard', and my daily plucking regime. But I am always concise of my chin and the fact that I have hair where there just isn't supposed to be on a women. There are mornings when I don't have time to 'check my chin', and I am always conscience of what people can see. Then this moron on our local radio station goes and asks the question of whether it is publicly acceptable to say to a lady, 'hey, do you know you have a beard?'
Well buddy, this women no doubt knows that she has what you call a beard, and she is probably already very self conscience of that fact. And douches like you saying this in a public medium is just uncalled for, your laughing and ridicule of the women was also uncalled for.
I was fuming after hearing this and it really shook me today.
Couple that with starting my treatment regime for PCOS yesterday and I am just a ball of bubbling emotions. I am on the pill for the next 3 months along with a few other medications to try and set my cycles right and get my hormones in check. But I still feel in the dark about a lot of things. I had wanted to try for another baby this year too, but that doesn't look like it is on the cards either.
This post probably doesn't make much sense, but I needed to type out what is in my head at the moment in an effect to make sense of it all.
Do you think the douche of a radio announcer was out of line, or am I just overly sensitive today?
I am linking up with Jess for IBOT!
