Are You Calling Me Fat?

“Are you calling me fat?”

Hearing this plight, instinctively and unanimously, four woman halt their brunch and turn toward the next table, where a man and woman are seated. All four of them make eye contact with the man, silently scolding his audacity. They’ve heard all they need to know. This guy is a jerk. Women unite! Let’s stare down this creep.

The woman who made the accusation is now laughing as she sips her Bloody Mary. I am that woman.

Seeing the fury in their feminine eyes, I think, why are you listening to my conversation…