Why do you feel comfortable embarrassing fat people in public for just existing?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Many years ago, probably over 10 years now, I walked into a Lululemon looking for shorts to wear to hot yoga (back then, still Bikram, lol). I was a size 14 or so. The salesperson approached me and said in the nastiest voice imaginable "These are workout clothes." After I said "Yes, I know," she said "Do you work out?" -- again, with horrible tone. I left. I wish I could go back in time and lay into her. Y'all should have seen the way she looked at me. Mean as could be. Instead of responding I felt full of shame over my weight and left.

But do you *actually* work out? Or were you just looking for a pair of leggings to wear to Walmart?

But do you *actually* know how to read?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I was in a Marshall’s looking for clothes for my teen nieces. Another customer says to me “nothing over here will fit you, the plus sizes are over there”. I told her I was shopping for teenagers. And she still seemed kind of annoyed that I was in “her” area.

What gives? I know I wear a size 14. And if I was buying size 2 skirts for myself…what’s it to you?

Ugh sometimes I just hate people.

Vent over.

You should have responded with nothing here will fit her either. Sizes for kunts are there.