fat people

Here is an example of some short fiction that I wrote at the conference and just typed up:

Tomato Soup

I sighed as the man came a halt again, this time, appartently, to examine different tomato soup brands. Some more politically correct person in my position might have called him “overwight” or “obese” or even morbidly obese, but, in truth, he was fat. Some people are acceptable members of society who happen to be a bit overweight, but this particular fellow was fat. Why? Because he was an obnoxiously fat person. He quite literally took up the whole grocery aisle and seemingly moved at the pace of a boulder rolling uphill. I was pretty sure I was being ever so subtly pulled into his gravity well. I feared that if I traveled behind him too long I would be locked in orbit until he either lost weight on his own or through posthumous decomposition.