what's the worst personal comment you have received from a person ?

Who do these people think they are,I've met many on my travel's and I alway's think and go back to my dear old dad's saying "If you don't eat you don't -- and if you don't -- you die" and that happen's to every one snooty or not.best word's he ever said was never ever forget where you come from and that has stood me well in my life,as no one is any better than I am.(must be having a soapbox day to-day)

What have these people got to be snooty about ? Common courtesy costs nothing. How would she have felt if you had said to DH " oh look there's the snooty woman from next door "

That's priceless, GG .
Somehow, I don't think you wasted much time worrying about that ridiculous remark.

I met my very snooty neighbour at a hotel whilst on a business trip with my first husband. I had smiled at this women every time I met her coming out of the house or in the street,tried to be friendly. So when I saw her there, I walked up to her and introduced myself as her next door neighbour, she looked wrinkled her nose, and said "oh no I don't think so", I gave her the house number, and with a look of absolute horror on her face, turned to her husband and said"Oh darling, I'm afraid she is" and walked off!

I met a rather snooty type at a drinks partry who asked where we lived, on replying "Tooting" she wrinkled her pretty little nose and looked puzzled - her husband then chipped in "Oh yes, you remember, the place we went to the time we got lorst" - felt like telling them to"get lorst" too!
And when we moved to this village again a rather grand type said that she and her husband had looked at our (4 bed) house when they moved her "But of course it was far too small" - my DD on hearing this said "What?? For her ego?"

I have messy hair, sort of curly sort of wavy does it's own think - sisters had long blond hair which always looked tidy. At least 2 teachers said to me "have you combed your hair today". I could have combed my hair every 5 minutes and it would still have looked a mess. Managed to burn my neck in the 60's trying to straighten it with an iron. Thank goodness for the tools we have today but I am still paranoid about my hair.

One friend of the family told my sister how pretty she was, looked at me pityingly and said "oh well at least your clever"! I have never forgotten that and how I longed to be called attractive. Sister has since told me that quite damaged her as she felt it meant she was stupid.

I made a faux par with my GS, he was a big baby and would never have been taken as a girl. I said when holding him one day "good thing you are a boy because you would be a very funny girl" DiL was great she laughed but I know that in a way she was hurt. Grandson is now a very handsome young man, who has modelled when not playing rugby or football.

Yes dorset, but did you have on goth makeup, or similar, at the time?

When I was about 20 a visiting aunt looked at me sadly and said ' You used to be such a pretty child' !!!

Yes, Butternut it did spur me on, and I gave up sharing my academic achievements with parents in later life - didn't see the point of putting myself in the firing line for more insults.

I went to a fancy dress party when I was about 30, as "a lady of the night". Loads of makeup,tarty dress,fishnets, ankle chain etc, and some bloke asked "Have you just come as yourself?" Mortified!

Carol - It does spur you on though, doesn't it!

'We always thought you were a bit thick", by a well-meaning (?) aunt. I didn't enquire who the 'we' were, but had a fairly good idea.

I received my MSc. in 1997.

I was, as the youngsters say ... 'beyond happy'.

The incredulous 'what - you???' when I passed my 11 plus, and the ongoing comments denying my intelligence, including 'well you know where you got your brains from, don't you?' from my mother, when I got my degree. Giving me credit just once would have been nice.

The shop assistant who said of my 'three years younger than I' sister 'How nice to have your daughter to help you shop'. Thanks a lot!! My sister was very chuffed, so someone was happy.

, GMG, I think your GD has a lot in common with mine who is my style 'guru'. Has been since she was about eleven and most of her choices have been spot on. Now she is studying fashion!

I got a 'double-sided' compliment yesterday when I was out with my granddaughter (20). I picked up a brilliantly coloured 'purplely' Indian print dress/top in a shop and she said, 'Treat yourself, Grandma, it's lovely!' I asked her if she didn't think it was a bit young for me and she replied that I should never worry about things like that, and I should wear what I fancied. Cheered up by that I held it up against me and said, 'Do you think it'll be big enough, though?'......She replied, 'Of course, Grandma - it's massive!' I bought it, and it fitted just fine!

My daughter, having passed the stage of telling me that I dress too young for my age, now uses "unspoken comments" as in raised eyebrows and eyes heavenwards (= do not approve), a long look up and down followed by a nod (= approval).

Can't argue with that but it gives me some angst when I see her in order to try and conform to her ideas of "dressing my age". So what if I currently like block prints and have a few "on the knee - possibly just above the knee if truth be told - dresses? These fashion faux-pas in her eyes are countered by two maxi dresses and a couple of maxi skirts which I am sure will get the thumbs down when I see her. Then there are the in betweens if I ever feel like being a demure 64 year old.

Fortunately, (unfortunately really), I don't see my daughter and twin grandsons as often as I should like as they live in Surrey while we live in Newcastle upon Tyne.

I can't say it was the worst comment - but in the wrong 'hands' it could have been bearing in mind today's litigious climate. When I was about 7 the headmistress at my school was taking our swimming lesson in our school pool. Although I could just about swim it took a lot of effort and the dear lady, who had a loud voice at the best of times, shouted 'Come on -, a little plum pudding like you should be able to swim!' As she was also as round as she was tall it was pot calling kettle... I related it to my parents who thought it hilarious and I must say I took it in the spirit in which it was said as I liked her and she liked me. It became one of those comments that were dredged up from time to time in our family. And yes, I was a pudgy child but it never bothered me luckily

When I was pregnant the first time and hardly grew from my usual size 10 my MIL's sister said to her in my hearing "You're daughter-in-law would be thin if it wasn't for her nice sturdy legs" Grrrrrr.

I made a non-verbal personal comment once, which I instantly regretted. I was about 12, and our neighbour was in having a cuppa with my mother. She had the misfortune to have one eye which turned in really badly, and it fascinated me. Now, at that age I could voluntarily turn my eyes in and then out again to amuse my friends.

She turned toward me to ask something about school, and as I answered I felt myself go cross-eyed in turn. Mortification!!

You really put your foot in it there, charlotta!

I made a personal comment worse. Trying on shoes the assistant said

You have a very youthful foot,
You mean it doesn't match my face? I replied!
It was an embarrassing moment for us both and I had to leave the shop and the shoes which I rather liked.

When I was 11 the local Secondary Modern School had a royal blue uniform, the Grammar School brown. I was on a growth spurt so Mum started knitting my winter cardigan in royal blue.

When I passed my 11+ she was shocked rigid, saying "Who'd have thought it?" She never did knit a brown one - we got one from Dewsbury market instead.

PS
That Secondary Modern was the one Patrick Stewart went to - you know, Captain Jean-Luc Picard of Star Trek. He grew up in Mirfield where I did, but I never knew him as he's a few years older.

An aunt once looked at me very sadly and said 'and you were such a pretty child'

When I was about 50 the husband of one of my students (who had been through a disciplinary) rang me to vent his feelings about it. He was extremely rude and shouted at me and then called me a bimbo. I just politely thanked him for the compliment and put the phone down!! Never thought I would be referred to as a bimbo at that age!!