The Golden Coral Mistake Forgive me Goats, for I have sinned. Just a few hours ago I found myself at a Golden Coral with my aunt. I figured why not? I hadn't been in what, eleven or so years. And so I stepped through the door that couldn't be more than three feet across, just enough to let in a wheelchair. Looking up from feet after being held hostage as the door opener, my eyes bulged from my head. I couldn't help but open my mouth at the amount of fats that swarmed through the overcrowded buffet. I pushed my way through the two barges to catch up to my aunt who was paying the overweight cashier. I say overweight, as she was not obese. Obeast scuttled in a line, holding their too full plates on the curves of their massive stomachs. This I witnessed, and became revolted. The greed and gluttony that is consuming America can be witnessed in the most mediocre of restaurants. I sat down in my seat after filling my plate, and was suddenly pushed forward. How could I of missed the largest family that sat behind me? They were all 400+ lbs, eating salads of all things. The only two thin people I saw, were two males accompanied by overweight girlfriends. I say to you Goats, never go to a buffet. Not only are they full of terribly mediocre food, but not even my thinness could allow me to shimmy through the obeast without touching them.