I'm pretty sure these fatasses I used to work with caused an entire business to be shut down. I'm not joking. I was down on my luck about three years ago and thus worked at a very small taco shop in a town in the middle of nowhere. For fast food, it wasn't horrible. But my god, aside from two other people (one being the owner), everyone was a fucking landwhale. I'm not kidding, I only worked there for about three weeks. I was employed for a month but my second week it snowed and iced so bad (Texas) that even though I lived really close, I couldn't get to work. Well, nobody could but whatever, that's not the point. About this little taco shop: it wasn't bad food. The owner was a really nice, batty old shitlady so I liked her. She was kind enough to allow employees a 50% discount on their food. That's an awesome deal. The only problem was the amount of food those fatasses would consume. I swear to fucking god, they ate more food my first week than all the customers we had for the three weeks I worked there. I'm not fucking joking. I can accurately say that because it was a small town and therefore was rarely busy. The mad dinner rush was maybe eight cars on a Friday night or something like that. Anyways, the place was shut down because it wasn't making enough money. The owner was losing too much money. I honestly feel like she could have made it if those fatasses didn't eat so goddamn much. With them eating more food than actual customers, it's no wonder she lost out on so much money. Also, they drove customers away because they were so lazy and awful at their jobs.  Sidenote: one of those customers I remember very clearly. She was a typical greasy butterball in a minivan full of trash. She made a comment about the health club that I went to when I lived out there. I did, and still do, love that place because it's awesome. Anyways, I responded and told her she should check it out and that their protein shakes were amazing. She had a look of complete disgust on her face and told me she had had one before but (I SHIT YOU NOT) "it didn't feel like I was cheating teehee". She actually tee-heed at me, I'm not fucking joking. I was raging so fucking hard but I bit my tongue because I didn't want to lose my job. Jokes on me though, I could have gone off on her and it wouldn't have made a difference since the place closed down anyways. I really fucking hate those fatasses. They put that poor batty old woman in debt because they had to shovel every goddamn thing into their food holes. They were so goddamn lazy and selfish. Fuck, I remember one of them had FIVE KIDS and she would leave early every day to go pick them up from school except she wouldn't leave, she would sit down and eat for 30 minutes before going. I couldn't understand how that thing could get away with it every day until I realized that the reason manager was never around at that time was because they were eating together! It took me a few days to figure that out because I was in the back doing dishes, prep, rotating stock and anything else that needed to be done. I hate fatasses. This post got too long. I'm not sorry though.