Regarding being called on your shit:
I’ve been overweight my entire life, but when I was a teenager, my chubbiness was more what people in my culture call ‘thick’ and I felt as if I was the ‘good’ kind of fat. Since then, I have gained plenty weight, but at that age, I thought I was young and hot and I thought the ghetto revolved around me!
One day, I was in a mall with my best friend, and I saw a very overweight woman in one of those scooter things. I think it must have triggered some kind of deep-seated insecurity in me or something. Because I never used to make fun of people, it really wasn’t my style at all. I mean, my best friend and I may crack jokes in private sometimes, but never in public. This day, I turned to my friend and whispered, “She wouldn’t be so big if she parked that scooter and walked.”
Well, that lady turned right around and confronted me head on and said something like, “You don’t know me or my situation, so how dare you make assumptions? You had better just watch yourself, because you aren’t exactly skinny, and you don’t know what kinds of events can happen with your health that will land you where I am one day.”
I wanted to just dig a hole and hide. I was so humiliated. I tried to be indignant and roll my eyes and get smart with her, but I just didn’t have it in me. I was shamed. I never did live that down, and I was even ashamed to look at my own best friend after that.
If you come out your mouth with something inappropriate, you are not a good judge of the appropriateness of what comes out of the mouth of the offended party.
Shakes, I’m not saying what you did was on the level of what I did.