A lady my size can’t fit in most fast food booths. There are times when I can squeeze in…painful…uncomfortable. Today,dining in KFC,I crammed my big body into a booth & ate a chicken pot pie,while watching 3 obese women…they were seated at a table. They were much fatter than me,but I still felt like an old hog. 1 of those ladies had a walker. That 1 kept staring at me…no idea why. My next challenge was getting out of that booth…after much struggle & fear I was free & on my way to my car. In the lobby I watched an obese man get in a Mini Cooper. After I got in my car I was out of breath & inhaling my inhaler.