(This happened to my sister who runs a dance studio that also offers aerobics, Zumba, and other workout classes. One of her longtime clients and friends is a model who tends to draw attention to herself due to her oversized breast implants. This happens when my sister is teaching a Tae Bo class which is about half first-timers. Ten minutes before class starts:)
New Girl #1: *points to the model* “Hey, slut, this isn’t the strippercise class. This is for people who actually want to exercise.”
Model: “I know what class this is; I signed up because it compliments my boxing lessons.”
New Girl #2: *sarcastically* “Sure, whatever you say. Just don’t complain if you get tired and can’t keep up; you look like you’re carrying a bit of extra weight.”
(The model just stares at them quietly. According to my sister, variants of this joke have been levied at said model at least a dozen times before.)
Sister: “All right, girls, let’s get to it! First break isn’t for forty-five minutes.”
(Both new girls are absolutely exhausted by break time; neither one of them looks like they can even stand.)
Model: *feigning worry* “Oh, dear! You seem beat. But how can that possibly be?! I mean, I’m carrying so much more extra weight and I still feel fine.”
(Both girls just glowered at her and tried to get up to finish the class. They lasted about ten minutes into the second half before they finally couldn’t take it and ducked out early.)