“You’re very unhelpful”, said the husband. “Here! Try this on. Let’s see how it fits.”

Shocked at his forwardness, I grabbed the jacket and put it on.

“Wow! That’s a little tight on you don’t you think? You could probably lose a few pounds.”

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“Sure”, I said.

They continued. “What size jacket do you wear?”

“I don’t know. I just got here and I have not yet tried anything on”, I replied.

“What measurement is your chest and shoulders?”, they asked.

“I am not sure. I was just going to try on a coat and get it tailored to me”.

As I was checking out a coat, an older couple approached me. The conversation went like this:

“Hello. We are trying to by a suit jacket for our grandson. He seems to be about your size. Would you mind helping us figure out what size we should purchase for him, since he isn’t here?”

Before we get there, I’d better give you some context.
I had a gift card to Macy’s department store. I had always wanted a nice sports coat. I worked in Financial Services, so dressing up was expected. I walked into the store and started browsing coats.

A Boomer body shamed me at a men’s clothing store. It was an unsolicited comment. This was immediately after he had the nerve to tell me I was ‘unhelpful’ when I couldn’t answer his questions. I was a customer like him. My reaction was a little extreme.