Fatty kicked my cane, wonders why it's going to jail. Hello! So I have had a few stories and a rant but I have never encountered the really entitled, disgusting ham that I've enjoyed reading about since lurking.  My step mom is bad, but she's no tumblrina death fat.  So me and my oldest are having a daddy son day while youngest and mommy go to SA to visit family. Well I was having one of my high pain days and the cane wasn't cutting it so we get to the mall here and sit on the bench to wait on a scooty puff. (For those who don't know I'm a disabled veteran/burn victim. Like nasty burns on my face and body. Also missing an eye.  No hiding it, get lots of stares.) My little man sits on my lap (#ouchbutiloveyouson) and I say,"we'll get going soon booger daddy needs a cart though ok?" Cart is delivered by mall staff guy. I get up and go to the rack/parking area?? And wham! Death fat RUNS by me(fast waddle) to get on the cart so it clearly needs it! Not happening. Before she/he/it? Can sit down I say excuse me, I was waiting on that cart. She scoffs, and says (if I'm lying I'm crying and I ain't shed a tear shitland) ," looking like a troll isn't a disability."  I was lost, I'm use to being stared at, I've never had it called out like that as an insult. I say, " no it isn't but having shrapnel in your pelvis from combat, nerve damage, and multiple knee surgeries is. " ham replied "I have bad knees too, your probably not a vet... reee.." I say through gritted teeth" your knees are a symptom, not a cause, if you weren't carrying a ton of fat you'd be fine." Ham,"Fuck you!" Kick, cane and me fall down, hard, little man starts crying.  Mall cop immediately responds calls real cops as fatty is detained, group of people help me I up, I scoop up my boy and hold him.  Real cops arrive, charges filed, ham going down town.   Now I have to explain to my son why daddy couldn't hurt hammy and teach him sometimes it's hard to do the right thing.  Like allowing the police to do their job, and not get up and beat seven shades of shit out of ham.  Never thought it'd happen to me.  But it did.  PS. Lots of pain, daddy son day is reduced to ice cream and playing knex.