Sunday, January 20, 2008
I get angry whenever I see this ad. The list of things that the cheeseburger meal comes with: bloated feeling, regret, remorse, a bigger waist, loss of self esteem, loss of boyfriend, shame, years of therapy, fries and a shake. One slip, one cheeseburger, and you're on a runaway train to Chubbyville, where you will be all alone, because boys don't like fatties. Subway, you really don't need to reinforce women's negative body issues; we have mothers for that.
Now, compare that with the 'male equivalent.' Oh, how silly, those burgers went straight to my butt. I'm slightly embarrassed, but not 'shamed.'