Fat Cashier Tells Me "It Doesn't Matter Too Much What You Eat When You're Disabled." After being in the hospital with the huge 500-600 lb beast, I'm not sure if it has just made me more sensitive to the existence of fats and the things they say.  I went to the store. I can never find a friggen empty scooter, and the ones that are empty were probably sat on by fatasses and I really don't want to touch it. So I rented a wheelchair. I can walk very small distances but not a whole store. Lungs are still pretty shitty so I have oxygen. My big bro came with me to help push the chair if I get exhausted. He is awesome, super tall and works out, but when he was smaller he got hit hard in the head by a baseball, and then combined with drugs messed with his brain and he has some problems. I only mention this because it's the reason I stayed so calm around this stupid bitch. So anyway we were done and came up to one of the cashiers. 350+ femayo. Here is our conversation: Femayo: Hello dear! Me: Hi. Femayo: Oh goodness you look too young to be in one of those things! What happened? Me: I have some lung and heart problems. Femayo: Aw I know how you feel. I was in a wheelchair for 3 years. Had really bad leg surgery. Awful being in that, eh? Can you still use your legs? Me: Yeah I can walk small distances. Femayo: Well that's good! The worst part for me was probably the weight. Gained almost 200 lbs over the whole three years, cause I couldn't walk. Did this happen recently? You're quite a small thing! Me: It has been a while. A few months. (I've lost a lot of muscle and pretty self conscious so this pissed me off)  Femayo: Well, must be because you can still use your legs. Maybe you'll be lucky and not have to gain so much like I had to! Me: I can still eat healthy. I should be okay. Femayo ringing up the order: I thought that too! I went on a diet for 3 months with the four "S"'s! Soup, Salad, Smoothies and Sandwiches! Doesn't matter too much what you eat when you're disabled! The weight will come up no matter what. Anything you eat will just stick to ya if you can't work it off. Might as well enjoy yourself! I was going to ask her what her excuse was now that she isn't in a wheelchair but I was done. Bro and I grabbed groceries and left. Got in the car and my bro leaned over and said "She had a chocolate bar in her pocket." Then we both laughed. I didn't even realise he was listening. Now I'm at home, and I know I shouldn't let a beetus monster's words get to me, but I haven't been able to eat anything. Just the image of her gross, flabby body puts me off any food. Should have reported the bitch for body shaming me rofl.  Sorry this pissed me off and I had to post it somewhere I wouldn't get attacked for fat shaming.