An update on Frumpty Dumpty It's been a rough week so I decided to post an update on my fat frumpy boss ham. My pain is your gain ;) I was in working in the office with one of my coworkers, she's a small fat I'd say 5'5" and about 150+ but she gets shit done so whatever (this will be important to the story). There are bigger fats to fry. Frumpty is actually in this morning, oinking about how awful it is that she's at work ON A FRIDAY. Like she actually works, but she's there to hire a new person. Newbie rolls in and lo and behold, it's another mountain of slop, surprise surprise. I'm working with my back to Frumpty and Sloppy when I hear them discussing the uniform policy. Frumpty is going on about how she and another COWorker wear unisex shirts because they're SOOOOOOOOO much more comfortable and cover their nasty arm fat. Sloppy then pipes up with, "oh, well, I DEFINITELY think I'll want some of those. I'm not like one of those skinny minis over there." Very much said with condescending disgust, I don't respond but Frumpty starts laughing, "Yeah, them and their fitted shirts, I could never be that small!" Sloppy- "Yeah, it looks okay on them....just about the only thing that does." They go on oinking and reeeeeing about me and mini moon being skinny minis and how we should just eat a damn sandwich for a while and I refuse to respond to their "playful" banter. Small fat kind of laughs and responds to a few things they say but I'm fucking over it. A. Fuck those fat jealous bitches they can oink and reeee all they want about how skinny I am, we both know they'll never have my body B. I guess even mini moons look skinny when you can be confused for a dump truck C. I'm getting real fed up with being thin shamed at work, especially by my boss AND the new hire who I am technically directly overseeing. If that sloppy sack of shit makes even one comment about my weight I'm going to jump so far down her fat throat I'll give her a gastric bypass while I'm down there.