More insulted as each moment passes…

Tonight was just a weird night… went to Walmart and saw something that was “People of Walmart” worthy, then at PetSmart saw WAAAAYYYY more of a woman’s thong panties than I ever wanted to see (the poor clerk turned very red and said “ohhhhh myyyyyy”) and then, the icing on the cake (ironic that I am making a food reference) I was in SuperTarget with The Dude and a guy in a wheelchair, missing a leg and carrying a PACKAGE OF COOKIES basically told The Dude and I that we were fatasses and that he had been blessed to have been “saved” by a gastric bypass (he was still roughly the size of John Candy).  He said something about him having been over 500 pounds and now was down to 300 something.

Was I supposed to be inspired?  Was I supposed to burst into tears and beg for the name of his surgeon?  Am I supposed to vow to never eat again?  Was I supposed to die, on the spot, of embarrassment?  What was the expectation? What is the proper response? Am I supposed to just brush it off and act like nothing happened?  Why do people think it is ok to do something like that to another person?

This isn’t a friend or family member… this was a COMPLETE STRANGER who was a fucking HYPOCRITE (insult my size whilst holding a 20-pack of Chocolate Chip Cookies = HYPOCRITE).   I wasn’t standing and contemplating a sheet cake, for fuck’s sake, I was looking at on ONION.  At the point that the exchange took place, the only place in the store that I had even BEEN was the produce department… is it REALLY fair to judge a complete stranger to the point where you feel the need to approach them and call them a fatass? (Not the word used, but it was insinuated/implied)  Especially when you have no clue what I am even buying on this shopping trip and maybe, just maybe, I wasn’t even shopping for myself.

So, I am going to put this out there to The Universe.  If you have something unkind you’re thinking about someone, even if you think you should approach them out of “concern” for their situation, just DON’T.  If you don’t know how a stranger is going to take what you are saying, then KEEP IT TO YOURSELF.   This includes things like the pregnant woman smoking or drinking what you perceive to be a glass of wine.  Keep your pie hole SHUT.  Guess what, I will bet that whatever it is about us that has you wanting to comment so badly is something we already know.

And a note to the guy with one leg in the wheelchair holding fucking COOKIES… I smiled and walked away from you. Because I CAN.