So, one day, before I met Jesus and quit being really nuts, the 3 of us, me, PurpleQ and boyfriend were riding into Waco for something or other - about a 35 mile trip. They're in my back seat. He starts telling her how fat she is. Well, that was silly, I mean, this girl was head cheerleader, homecoming queen all that stuff. She did not need no guy talking to her like that. So, we drove about 3 miles with him nagging at her for being fat and that's about all I could stand. We were right in the middle of the little town near where we lived. I slammed on the brakes right downtown in front of the First Baptist Church, threw open the door to my car and proceeded to tell him how he would treat her from now on - or die.
I can't remember if I made him get out of the car or not but I sure as heck didn't let him get into that cocky attitude of his with me. And I made it clear that not only was he NOT to talk to her like that when I was around - that if I ever even heard a hint of him doing it anywhere else I would be after his rear! Far as I know there has never been another instance of discussion of fatness from him. Now, she says she is all the time. But, it ain't true.
Good for you! I told off the husband of a new friend of mine once. He and SSQ were in Grad school together; back to back desks in a tiny office. Nancy and I became good freinds, but I noticed he NAGGED her all the time. Every time he talked to her, he'd start the sentence with "Dammit, Nancy." One day, I asked him if her first name was Dammit or Nancy. When he looked at me like I had two heads, I told him I was sick of him ragging her all the time. If he wanted to do it, wait until they were alone, cause I didn't wanna hear it! Her eyes were as big as saucers cause she didn't know I was gonna say that; I didn't know until he'd gotten on my last nerve that day.
Anyway, I don't remember him nagging her anymore, so it must have done some good. She laughed about it later! I just can't stand to hear that kind of verbal abuse.