Office fattie gets out of breath easily I had an event at work today, so I dressed up nice. Nice, tight, skirt and top, with leg showing (yet all still very professional). Enter office fattie (one of many, of course — I am in 'Murca, after all). She's someone I deal with and I'm pretty cordial with; she doesn't get in my way and doesn't bother me other than visually. She would be considered a "small fat" by tumblrpigs, I assume. She's aroud 5'3" and probably around 250 lbs, give or take. I don't know, the numbers are meaningless to me after manatee-size has been breached. The way she walks is pretty hilarious. She doesn't use her knees properly; she sways them out to the side and sways her arms just as lazily. Always wanting to lose weight, as they of course all want to, but doesn't want to make any effort. Of course she's got the beetus. But anytime there's food or candy around (it's an office, so that's fairly often), she's munching down on plenty of it. Anyway, she says to me, "You look nice today", and I thank her. She continues, "I went for a 1.5 mile walk yesterday. I was SO out of breath. teehee" I really didn't know how to respond, so I just fake laughed and said "Aww!", while thinking that I have to post this on FPH (and here we are!). What the fuck, guys. One and a half miles, WALKING, and she's out of fucking breath? Seriously? Holy shit. How can you even... I don't know, guys. I don't even fucking know anymore.