I didn't say it to be mean.
I said it because I felt a responsibility to do so.
We'd been short of cash and, as we walked to the subway, we noticed a branch of our bank on the far corner. I told Joe I'd rush ahead, cross the street, get the money and then come back and meet him at the subway elevator. He nodded and I was off like a shot. There was no line up at the bank machine so I was done quickly and when I got to the corner, I'd just missed the light. So I just parked and waited.
A group of friends, two young couples, came to a stop beside me, also waiting for the light. One of the young men noticed me. A fine looking fellow, with an equally fine looking girlfriend, looked over at me and then leaned and said something to his girlfriend. She gently slapped at him while he laughed. He saw me notice this and so he said, "I just told her that you look like Jabba the Hut only fatter." He found this hilarious, me I've heard it before, often. She looked everywhere but at me, she was blushing wildly.
I said nothing to him but leaned over to speak to her.
"Promise me you won't marry someone who is needlessly cruel to a stranger. God forbid this man ever have children. Abusers give hints before they give hits."
She looked at me shocked.
The light changed.
I sped across.
When I got on the elevator with Joe he asked, "What was that guy yelling at you on the crosswalk?"
"I was just doing some pre-marital counselling and I hope it worked."