Husband destroys fat tie on a scootie Apologies if this is offensive, it got deleted when I posted on other site.. We made the mistake of going to our local Walmart to pick up disposable toys for our 3 year old daughter.   She's in a destructive phase, so we figured we would pick up the cheapest things possible and let her destroy.  What better place than Walmart? Like most children in Walmart, our daughter was going bonkers and running around laughing and pulling things off the shelves.  Husband bent down and went to corral her, and she did her famous body-twist and SQUEEEEE squealed like a little piglet and out of his grasp.  While he was bent down, he did not notice (and it did not notice him), but a rather obese woman, maybe in her 40s with huge rollls of fat and a grease-mop of blonde hair ran smack into him with her scooty-puff, knocking him all the way down. "Watch it!" she yelled at him. "oh shit!" I thought, "this is gonna be bad." Now, husband has some anger management issues I've been trying to work on.   He's also brought himself up from nothing to do very well for himself and us, and he values self-control, self-reliance, and personal responsibility.  You know, kind of the opposite of getting so fat you need a scooter to get around. Consequently, he's already had a lot of contempt for fatties on mobility scooters even BEFORE one ran into him.  He's expressed this view to me on multiple occasions.  This really set him off, I could see the rage.   "WHY DON'T YOU WATCH WHERE THE FUCK YOU ARE GOING!!!" he yelled back.   "Oh shit this is bad ..." I thought ... "here it comes in 3..2..1.." "You disgusting fat Jabba slug!  I should melt you down to make soap you fucking fat fuck and tip that fat scooter on top of your fat ass!"   "Easy, dear," I told him, trying to diffuse the situation.  "It was an accident."  "Look at that fat smug fuck!" he continued. I stuck our daughter in his face to remind him that someone important was watching and learning from him, and kind of backed him away from the situation, leading daughter-first. Fatty was red in the face and looked like she was going to cry.   As we were leaving husband was still saying things like "fat camp", "fat-free water" and "Jenny Craig".  sigh he had been doing so well with anger management until this little setback.