Fat messed up a blood drive and stole the food There was recently a blood drive at school.  Nothing remarkable happened there, but it reminded me of something that did happen when I worked for a grocery store a long time ago. At a company blood drive, there was this 550 pound Oreo ogre that never bathed.  She didn't work there (thank God), but she was in the grocery store a lot (big surprise).  On an average day, you could literally smell her several hundred feet away.  You didn’t even have to see her to know she was in the store.  She left a trail of foul, unbreathable air behind her wherever she went, and the rancid stench lingered for hours.  On the day of the blood drive, she climbed into the bloodmobile to donate since she was obviously so healthy.  Sure... if gravy for blood is healthy.  For those of you who have never been in a bloodmobile, it's like a small bus with a few donor chairs inside and usually two tiny interview rooms in the back.  Ventilation is limited to nonexistent.  When this greasy land whale oozed her way onto the bus, the concentrated smell caused one of the donors to immediately vomit.  They had to disconnect her at the beginning of her donation so she could leave.  The other donors, myself included, toughed it out to the end.  I saw this disgusting cow wedge herself halfway into the counseling room (she couldn't fit since they're only 4x4) so she could answer the questions.  The poor phlebotomist trapped in there must have been dying.  The obeast barely made it a minute before she pulled herself free and lumbered up the length of the bus to take her free snacks.  On the way by, she almost disconnected two donor bags when she kicked the tilt tables they were sitting on.  I saw the problem and yanked mine off the device into my lap, which was lucky since she kicked the device it was on over a foot from its original location.  When she finally got to the front, she took as many of the free snacks as she could carry in her piggy arms, but obviously skipped taking anything to drink since they only had water. I found out later that the phlebotomist lied on the hemoglobin test and told the fat bitch that she was anemic even though she wasn't, just so she could tell the walking stink bomb that she wasn't able to donate.  I don't blame that poor woman.  After that very short time so close to that creature, she had to run outside.  She was dry heaving, panting for air and her eyes were watering.  I'm amazed that she didn't throw up.  No more donors were let in for the next hour.  They had to open the doors and set up fans to try to get that smell out so no one else would vomit in the bus.  Five chairs shut down for an entire hour.  That was at least 15 donations, probably more, that were lost because this waste of humanity decided to show up to "donate" that day.  I suspect she was just there to steal the food.  When I left, the only snacks left were a few bags of pretzels.  All of the cookies were gone. I was miserable for the rest of that day.  Because of that smell, my stomach revolted and refused to let me eat or drink anything for hours.  When you've just given blood, that's not a good idea.  At least I managed to finish the donation since so many others were lost. TL;DR - Fats should never be allowed near blood drives.  She ruined one donation just from her stench when the donor puked.  She almost kicked two bags straight off the arms of the remaining donors.  She stole most of the snacks intended for people that actually gave blood.  And her stench shut down the entire bloodmobile for an hour.