"That’s a neat shirt. You must be very confident to wear that."
"Oh, um, thank you? Why’s that?"
"Well, you’re a bit chubby to be wearing that aren’t you?"
*fighting desperate urge to raise middle finger* “No, I’m not. Actually, I’d say I have the perfect body size to wear it. And so do you. And so does that woman, and that one, and that one over there.”
At which point the man behind the checkout counter at Target grins and hands me my bags, and I walk away without hearing another word from the woman.