I was in the foodstore today. I hadn't gotten to go for three weeks so I was out of everything. And I was over at the ready made salad area. Someone who looked like an older teenager was there with a girl who was either his sister or girlfriend. She was off looking at something else. He stood behind me and said, "Have another piece of cheesecake while you're at it." Then he went off with her to another part of the store. I was so mad. I didn't say anything. But I felt like saying, "Why don't you try having this disease and see what it's like to not be able to exercise or do anything." I don't even think I'm fat enough to warrant a comment like that. I don't look like one of Richard Simmons' hard cases. I am overweight from the disease, but I'm not like where people would stare in the street. I think I basically look like someone's mom at this stage of life. I wear a 3x in clothing. I kind of had to forgive the comment on the grounds that he was young and didn't know any better. If he was older, I think I really would have been alot more upset. Who knows what life has in store for him. Maybe he'll end up fat and bald. You just never know.