Here's a good one for you.
I was in a restaurant in a very affluent town in CT, eating a pizza, alone.
I shake tons of grated cheese on my pie...just something I do.
I am usually thin, so I can get away with it.
Anyway, this family was leaving, and this upper-crusty looking lady comes out of the group and up to my table.
"Boy," she said, in an imperious tone,"You should not use all that cheese. I was watching, very bad fop you."
For her social transgression, I had to give her this:
"Well, maam, I am in for cancer surgery tomorrow, so I figured, what the Hell..."
She didn't know what to say. She was so humiliated, I am sure she thinks of this to this day.
Maybe we should not bother fattiues when they are eating.