I am known within my cirlce of friends to say a rather insulting compliment. An oxymoron you say? Well the compliment is "You're fat!" Some people think that I mean P-H-A-T. But I DO not mean the word fat. But I do not mean it for it's denotation. Fat is simply fat. It's not the synonym of overweight, obeist, or huge. It is simply a three letter word spelled F-A-T. It is my complement to those who I care about or I am comfortable with.
One day while walking home from my job at Burger King, a young girl turned a corner of an alley with her father. The girl wore a white dress, typical clothing that expressed the innocence within childrens' hearts. I watched her walk on and smiled as I was reminded of my baby sister, who resembled the girl because of the clothing. Suddenly, the girl turned around and walked towards me and gave me a piece of paper. She pointed to the crayon drawing and said "My brother drew this but I wrote that on top." She pointed to the writing. She smiled and left me there dumbfounded on the sidewalk. She walked on along with her father who was entirely oblivious to this short and screwy event.
I finally got the courage to walk again and looked at the piece of paper. It was a drawing of a car (obviously done by a kid) and on the bottom and upside-down was written "uoY Are Fet."
I stopped, shocked. Smiled. Then walked on home.
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