Style {common} sense

Someone recently offered to give me a shirt she didn't want or like, but for some reason assumed I would want or like. She assumed wrong.

The most annoying part is trying to decide if I should be insulted, offended, or just annoyed as I already am. Perhaps I have an altered sense of self, but I believe myself to be much smaller in size than this person. I'm fully aware that I am not a small person by any means, but I do think I am smaller than this particular person. I'm fairly sure it is her who has the altered sense of self, issue. 

Then there's the sense of style. Oh my. . . . .
I wouldn't be caught dead in just about every thing this person wears on a daily basis. At some point in our adult lives, I think we have to give up the mini skirt phase, or the biker look, or the fancy cut outs in my white trash shirt, look. And while we're at it, if you've had the same pair of taupe pumps for 25 years, it's safe to say they are out of style. Long, long out of style. Even if they came back in style, they'd need a fresh coat of paint, or whatever it is they are lacquered with. Stop buying cropped length, fringe, leather jackets and buy some new shoes.

And to answer your question, No, I don't want your shirt.

I tried to be nice however, and oblige her by accepting the shirt. Wrong move.  For the next week, she asked me nearly every day if the shirt fit and if I liked it.

No. No to both.

If you're embarrassed by the size you wear that you feel you have to cut the size out before giving it to someone, yet you think it will fit the person you're giving it to? Something is wrong there. Wrong, annoying, AND insulting.