A Fat sat on me! I was shopping for a gift for a relative in the hospital.  I heard some stomping nearby but was in a hurry so I wasn't paying attention.   Apparently it wanted something on a low shelf and started crawling on the floor. It lost its balance and fell on my foot. It didn't move. It just stayed where it was. I said owww you're crushing me and pulled my foot out from under the fat beast.   I don't want to know what part of its body came into contact with mine. Barf. Fatties don't respect personal space.