It isn’t a matter of being grossed out. Everybody has their own body type, and who is old YJ to judge? No, what really annoys me about these people is how much space they take up. Again, we’re not just talking about sheer mass and volume here, they can’t help that. What I am talking about is how they move very slowly down narrow hallways, usually in groups abreast with their stupid children, and how they utterly refuse to move to the side at all, leaving important people on important business (like YJ) seething in frustration behind this glacier of flesh. There’s usually like 2 or more feet of space between them at the wall (just a hair too little for me to slip around), meaning they take up, en toto, about 8 or 9 feet of lateral real estate that I would otherwise be using to get around them. Not to mention the fact that they (like old people) often stop moving entirely for seemingly no reason, in order to ponder their current situation, or perhaps exchange some vital bit of information regarding last night’s episode of “Hoarders” with their slowly stampeding partners.
I don’t know why they do this: perhaps it is some kind of dysmorphia, where they feel they are significantly larger than they truly are, and thus need this buffer zone. Perhaps their peripheral vision is entirely obscured because their beady eyes are sunk too deep into their pale, fleshy cheeks. But I honestly think they do it on purpose. Whatever the reasons, I wish they’d just move. The issue, again, is not size: it’s their utter lack of empathy and social-spatial awareness.