When you're at the fair, and you want to ride rides. So you do.... Then all 250lbs of you is suspended upside down, in mid air, 80 feet off the ground, and the harness only clicked twice... When your hubbs' clicked 7 times. Yup... Death is coming. Then you think you can do one more, and you sit in a seat that can only fit your left butt cheek. You tell the ride worker, "tal vez, no??" (maybe, not?) But the ride worker shoves the harness over you anyway with a sympathetic grin. And once again, 250lbs are suspended upside down, 80 feet in the air, but this time you're not even in the friggin seat.... Yup. I hate the fair. Made my 15lb loss feel like a loser tonight.