So I was shitlord'd So last week we went to go pick out wedding bands and to have my engagement ring resized. We just went to a local mom & pops shop cause my fiance’s family be like that.  So while I was trying on bands, I fell in love with one that had diamonds all around the band. That’s when I got shitlord’d. The sales lady made a comment about “trying to find a ring that can be resized easier, since you know, women often get a little larger after getting married.” L O L okay so this woman wasn’t big by any means, but she was a lot older, whereas I’m only in my early/mid 20’s. I was just standing there like :0 when, thank god for my shitlord fiancé, just turned to her and laughed and said we wouldn’t be having that problem. She just agreed and told us her wedding band still fit.  Another side story: I was on the phone with my mom telling her I had to resize the engagement ring, which was a 6, to a 4.5. Now, back story. My mom is a human, but my sisters are not, and she gets defensive of that (she was an enabler, long story). So she just gave me a lecture about how I need to take care of myself, nobody should have fingers so small, that I must be sickly and not eating (I mean, I’m not but that’s another story that has nothing to do with me having a fucking 4.5 ring size) Real womyn wear a size 9, can’t relate