Katie is smart, attractive, and has a good job. She's a computer geek and graphic designer for a major corporation. People tell her she's pretty. And they always tell her she has a "great personality."
But Katie is chubby. And society has decreed that being chubby equals second class citizen. That's okay with Katie. She has dreams like everyone, but she's accepted her lot in life and makes the best of it. She knows she'll never get married or even have a real boyfriend, other than as a friend with sometimes benefits. Her life moves along in a quiet, predictable rut.
Until one day...
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Katie sat in her office cubicle staring at her monitor. It was late on a Friday afternoon and she was almost finished with the graphics she’d been working on. She pondered staying late and finishing or going home to another boring night of TV. Maybe she should call Freddie, her sometimes friend with sometimes benefits and invite him over for wine and sex. She glanced at her phone just as her best friend Bibi rushed in and sat down.
“Have you seen the new IT guy they just hired? He’s an absolute hunk.”
Katie laughed and shook her head. “I’ve been too busy.”
Bibi sighed and brushed back a strand of her curly brunette hair. “If I weren’t such a dyke, I’d be all over him in a second. He’s gorgeous.” She leaned forward conspiratorially, “His name is Brad and you can see him tonight. A bunch of us are going to Le Bistro for Happy Hour and you’re coming with me.”
Always self-conscious about her chubby figure, Katie hesitated. “I don’t know.”
“Come on. You know Mizz Iron Pants will be there and we can watch her slither around and see how the new guy reacts.”
Katie giggled at the mention of the mean spirited marketing manager. She was a failed but still attractive cougar on the hunt, competent at her job, though utterly ruthless. Everyone disliked her for her sarcastic and hateful remarks and because she always took credit for their work. She would stop at nothing to further her career. Fortunately, neither Katie nor Bibi reported to her.
“I guess I could go for one drink.”
Bibi smacked her hands together and stood up. “Wonderful! I’ll see you in a little while.”