And now back to something more light hearted

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Railing on entitled fat whaps

Our protagonist in this story is an 18 stone woman who booked a personal shopper at House of Fraser, for her birthday. She’s also a woman who expects reality to conform to her views and complains to the papers when it doesn’t

People like her are the reason people like me write

Our villain is the ever suffering personal shopper at House of Fraser, who has to help fat people try on underwear, for minimum wage

And our story starts a little something like this:

Two things there that didn’t happen. She wasn’t fat shamed and she wasn’t in floods of tears, she just got the compo face on and ran to the papers

Over the top much? Well let’s proceed to the defence, and find out. What did the email say?

In the email, the personal shopper said: “I need to start by apologising for the short notice, but I think it’s best if we postpone your appointment for a wardrobe refresh, until we have a better selection of stock to shop.

“From your responses I can see that you are looking for pieces in the fuller figure size range, and sadly in store, we currently have little or no stock beyond a size 14.

“It would be of little benefit to you to go through the process at the moment, because you would probably go home empty handed!”

“I just don’t want anyone else to experience what I have. Nobody should be made to feel the way I was, especially on my birthday. I definitely won’t be going back there.

“The humiliation was the main thing for me. I just don’t think it’s fair. The average woman’s size is between 16 and 18 so if they can’t cater for that something is seriously wrong.”

Oh FFS! It’s my opinion that people like this should be fat shamed good and often, until they are so ashamed of their body type, they actually do something about it