Scary Humans: Part 2

Several weeks ago I was working in Times Square and our group was allowed to use the Levi's store's employee bathroom for the day. Arriving at the bathroom I found a bit of a line. There was a girl in front of me, and a guy who had gone in what felt like five years ago and was still taking his sweet time. The Levi's employee girl and I stood silently for a long while, and then out of nowhere, she drops this bomb, "Do you think I'm skinny?" I did a double take to make sure she was talking to me, because, who asks a perfect stranger that sort of question, and what in the world am I supposed to say to that? Appearing to weigh a good 10 or 15 pounds less than me from the best I could tell, I said, "yeah." (meanwhile my mind is racing trying to figure what kind of a person would ever ask another stranger that--is this some sort of trick question?) The girl persists again, "No, really, do you think I'm skinny?" (Apparently the yeah was insufficient--why is the guy still in the bathroom!) Trying to come up with something complimentary for this person I don't know, I expounded, "Yeah, you look small. What are you, like a 2/4?" Big mistake. All at once, the guy leaves the bathroom, the girl practically bursts into tears and yells "No, I'm a zero! You just called me fat!" and runs in the bathroom and locks the door. Wow. Never claim to know a person's clothing size, especially a stranger who asks you if you think they're skinny while waiting on the employee bathroom.