A fat, young chick chased me through the lobby of the Cleveland Clinic. I was about 30 feet from the door when she screamed “Ma’am ma’am, where’s your mask?”
As I kept walking toward the door, I told her that I was leaving. One would have thought she could have figured that out.
She continued screaming at me, “We noticed you weren’t wearing a mask. You must wear a mask at all times in the building.” (Funny, it didn’t bother my cardiologist.)
I told her COVID was the least of her worries...that being fat was much more of a health hazard.
She didn’t appreciate my words of wisdom. Fatsos never do.
I was gonna say it might be fun to jog around the store with her chasing you. If she caught up, just tell her you thought she could use the exercise.