Empathy and the fine art of keeping your mouth shut
Last updated 10/30/2008 at Noon
I was out with Lucy, Ethel and Wilma (not their real names, duh). Wilma is a middle-aged woman who has been over 200 pounds since high school.
Lucy and Ethel had signed up for a “Ladies’ Boot Camp,” where they pay someone to yell encouraging things to them through an hour of running and calisthenics.
I offered to provide this service for half the price they are paying their drill sergeant, but they went anyway.
For half an hour Lucy and Ethel talked about nothing but their boot camp and how much they love/hate it. Fine. But then they began to pick apart their bodies.
“When did I...