I was walking down the hallway toward the elevator at lunchtime, looking at the package label of a protein bar I’d just purchased. I was shocked to see it had 320 calories in it. That’s a lot for a stupid protein bar! I heard a male voice in front of me. “Hey! It’s my favorite clerk!”
I looked up to see a friendly bailiff walking toward me. “320 calories in this little thing!” I exclaimed, shaking the bar at him. “WHY is this thing so high in calories?!”
He stopped and said, “That’s all you have to say to me? Is calorie talk? I don’t want to talk about excessive calories. We haveta figure out a way to put calories ON you.”
“NO we don’t!”
“Yeah we do, you girls these days are getting too skinny.”
“NO I’m not!”
He started backpaddling as he realized he just called me too skinny in a way that meant too skinny is not attractive. “Well, not gain fat overall, but just in selected places to be curvy.”
“Which places are you saying I need more padding on?!” I demanded.
“Uh, it’s just that…some girls these days don’t have a butt cuz they’re too skinny, they lose their butt–”
“I have a butt!!”
“Yeah, uh, I mean…”

The elevator dinged and for some reason he didn’t get on it with me, turning instead to go into the restroom with a see-ya-later. Something I said?