As he walked past, I couldn’t help but overhear one the guys behind shriek, “Now, that’s fat!” I swung around. walked past us and straight up to the front of the line. A guy I barely knew in passing from Washington D.C.
Also, as I waited, my friends and I became chatty with a few guys waiting in line near us. As I waited in an extremely long line at a club in Atlanta a few years ago, I scanned the line ahead of me for people I knew who might get my friends and me closer to the entrance.
