Soon after Mack and I got married he was too polite to ask me how much I weighed. One day he took me on a helicopter ride. As we were trying to take off, the helicopter was not performing as it should. He did some quick calculations, asked his instructor a few questions on the radio and proceeded to circle the airport. I asked "is something wrong", and he answered "I have too much fuel, we'll circle the airport for a while to use some of it up". Although he never mentioned he miscalculated my weight, I was very embarrased.

Later when I started going to Weight Watchers he'd count my weightloss per gallon of fuel.