I went to a certain institute for fashion in downtown Los Angeles for a couple of years to get a degree in Digital Media, and I loved it. It was a place where I could freely express myself without the fear of being judged by others (of course, when you’re at a school where 90% of the people in your classes don’t even know who David Bowie is, it could get frustrating sometimes). Anyways, my major was one of the smallest in the school, with only about 20-30 students attending in a given quarter; because of this, you formed a close bond with your classmates… unless one of them was an asshole.
One such example was someone I’m going to call “Ethan.” Ethan had a tendency to pick on a specific student named Quincy, who was super fucking cool but incredibly shy. Ethan knew this and would go out of his way to torment the poor kid at any given opportunity. Before I was aware of how bad the harassment was, I was talking to him between classes about Quincy, as Quincy’s tendency to put himself down at any given moment was an issue not just for us fellow students, but also for members of the faculty.
Ethan told me how one day Quincy was complaining that he was 18 (or 19?) and still a virgin. Ethan said, “He goes to a school made-up mostly of girls. He could always just fuck a fat chick.”
See, I’ve never been shy about my relationship with Annie, and wear her plus-sizedness like a badge of honor on my arm. The fellow students knew what she looked like (some even eventually met her), and Ethan was one of those people. The smile I had been wearing dropped from my face immediately. I turned, looked at him, and said, “What?!”
His reply? “Oh, sorry. I forgot who I was talking to.”
I had no reply. I was shocked, and it was one of the very few times in my life that I have ever truly been at a loss of words. I stood up and walked into class without looking at him, and I don’t recall saying more than five words to him after that incident.
Needless to say, my relationship with Ethan quickly deteriorated. Of course, it wasn’t just because of his out-of-place comment, but he eventually was banned from the campus due to inappropriate activity aimed at some of the female members of our major.
I think you should always stand up for the person who you’re with (within reason). So what if someone’s overweight, has a physical handicap, “looks weird,” or any other number of dumb reasons for someone to put somebody else down? You love that person for a reason, and you should never let any rude or negative comments about them slip idly by.