Ran to the grocery store on my lunch today, since I needed a few things to supplement my meals for the week.
As per usual, I started in the produce section. After grabbing a package of berries, I pushed my cart towards the mushrooms. There was a 250 pound, former female butterbarge taking up the walkway, slowly waddling along behind its cart. I did what any other human would do, and followed behind it pushing my cart.
It turned its piggy eyes on my and muttered something into its chins.
"Excuse me?", I said cheerfully.
"You were going to run me over!", it sputtered.
"Oh no, that wasn't what I was doing."
"Well it sure looked like it!", its voice getting louder now.
"Well I'm sorry you feel that way, but I can assure you that's not what was happening ma'am."
I walked away with a sunny air about me, and made a big show of grabbing a package of super healthy vegetables while it continued to mutter and give me deathly, beetus-filled glares.
Thin privilege is existing in a healthy, radiating body. Fat consequence is taking up so much space that you're convinced everyone around you is inappropriately close.