“Come on Simon; just click the darn things in!” Brian said hastily.
“I can’t see the darn thing!” Simon responded as he furiously jabbed the seat belt around his seat hoping to click it in the spot. He shifted over to the right and pushed his thigh in with his left hand and leaned over to see if he could see where he had to put the belt. “Hold up, I think I almost…”
Simon was cut off as Brian sped forward causing Simon to let go of the seat belt. “Sorry Simon, but we gotta get to the doctor’s office for your stinking check ups. We are already 10 minutes late!”
Simon slumped into his chair as Brian zoomed through traffic and parked the car in the hospital parking lot. Simon hated not having such wide thighs, although his belly was full and round he gained a lot in his legs and rear. It made doing things like sitting in tight seats and buckling the seat belt a real chore.
Buckling his seat belt in front of others was a particularly humiliating task because it could take him an awkward 3 minutes just to fasten and loosen the belt. Simon couldn’t wait till he got his own car, and so he could buckle the seat belt at his own pace.
In fact he dreamt of getting a nice wide car, with nice wide seatbelts and chairs so getting in an out wouldn’t be such a pain in the neck.
As Simon and Brian walked into the office Simon looked away from the sick people in the waiting room. He hated looking at sick people; it made him feel just as sick as them.
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