Out to dinner in Cancún with my muchacho caliente, our waiter shyly asked me
"Are you a model?"
which put a little blush on my cheeks and some wind in my sails...
"Oh no, no, no... Gracias, señor!"
Then he put his hands out in the "I once caught a fish this big" position about nine inches on either side of his hips
and asked...
"Plus size?"
I didn't cry. Although it would have been awesome to make a huge scene bursting into tears and running out of the restaurant just for fun...
Seriously, though,
I'm boycotting that whole country now.
Forever.
That'll show 'im.
