The first memory happened back in my bachelor days about 20 years ago when my friends and I went to Magic Mountain, a fun amusement park in southern California. I was a very hefty dude at the time — somewhere in the mid-300s — which made going on rides an awkward adventure.
We were hopping on the Batman ride when an unfortunate thing happened. The over-the-shoulder safety restraint couldn’t come down all the way to fasten up because of my big belly. At one point, two employees were pushing on the bars to try to squeeze me in. This caused a bit of a scene as you might imagine, and I remember my friends chewing out some people in line who were mocking me.
I laughed it off, but it was an embarrassing incident. [Read more…]