My colleague seems so obsessed with my face. I honestly don’t get it. Like, why do my pimple marks bother him so much? Every time we talk or have any kind of interaction, he somehow manages to bring up how “bad” my skin looks. LOL. Should I feel offended? Well… it depends on my mood. But most of the time, yeah, I am because obviously, I know what my face looks like. It’s my skin, my body. He acts like I’m not aware of it but trust me, I am. Probably even more than he is.

He keeps recommending products or remedies like I’ve never tried anything before. Little does he know how many skin care routines, treatments, and home remedies I’ve gone through over the years. He has no idea.

What really pisses me off is the way he talks as if I’m dirty or clueless. Maybe it’s just me, but that’s how it comes across. His “concern” feels more like judgment. He’s lucky to have clear skin, that’s all I can say.

Having this whole internal conversation with myself feels so absurd like, why am I even letting this petty thing bother me? But honestly, this guy is really getting under my skin. If I could avoid him, I absolutely would.

He’s actually a nice guy in general, maybe just a little too curious about me and my face. But come on, he’s a grown man some things just shouldn’t be talked about so casually, especially when it’s about someone else’s appearance. I mean, you can comment, sure, but at least do it in a way that doesn’t make the other person feel offended or small.

And the funny part? My skin isn’t even that bad anymore. It’s so much better than it used to be. But every time he points something out about it, it just ruins my mood sometimes even my whole day. It’s exhausting when someone keeps reminding you of the one thing you’ve already made peace with.

Why are some people so dumb that they can’t even be nice sometimes? I’m always trying to be kind to them, and they still manage to surprise me.

Labels: rant, skin