It happens to me every day. I'm a 5'6" woman and weigh a good healthy 125 thanks to a heart-healthy diet full of fresh fruit and veggies, lean protein, good fats and whole grains. And I'm very fit. I get crap all the time from all the "haystacks" at work. I get called anorexic and they try to get me to eat all the donuts and other garbage that gets brought into work every day. "Well at least I'll die happy!" they sneer. Obviously they've never seen anyone die a prolonged, painful, miserable and expensive death from congestive heart failure.
I have to giggle. I had the "I'll die happy" idea when I was 110 pounds. I have since gained 10 pounds for each child I have.