I blew my shitlord cover today I went to the bank today to drop off some deposits and per usual, all of the things at their desks that used to be women, gawked at me as I walked through.  (I'm 6'2" 175# and fit) I sat down with one of the blobs and started our typical banter... I keep the talk to a minimum because it's really hard to speak when im choking on the smell of meat coming through these people's pores, and i dont want to distract them... it takes a lot of control to make sure you are hitting the right keys when your fingers are 3 times the size of a humans.  Anyways, it asked how my weekend was and I proceeded to tell it how I played 4 rounds of disc golf, went hiking, took a 30 mile bike ride, and also did some swimming... the look on its face said "fuck, I can't even walk from my car into work without almost dying."  I politely asked it about it's weekend and it garbled some shit out about visiting family for a cookout. At some point it asked me how I stay so fit... I told the beast I used to be fat when I was younger (I was 5'10 195# about 8 years ago) and I just found things to do that were active that I enjoyed doing in conjunction with eating less shit food. This is where it happened... Little Ms. Piggy says, "I have tried everything, and I even started teaching a workout class..."  I fucking lost my composure and let out an audible chuckle while shaking my head... the look on it's face and the sneers from the other beasts behind the counter was fucking priceless. They couldn't believe I laughed. I got up, grabbed my receipt, thanked the thing for helping, and left with a shit eating grin on my face. So, there goes my cover at the bank... I am heading over there shortly and I'm excited to see how I'm treated now...