Fatass in my way at Wal-Mart I knew what I was getting myself into when I went into Wal-Mart, but I had to buy some bigger t-shirts because my muscles are getting way too big for my clothes. This guy in front of me in the self-checkout line was about 5'5" and had to weigh at least 350 lbs.  He was a monstrosity.  He had a shopping cart but it only had two small things in it that any normal size human could carry.  But his arms are weak, he is malnourished, and must expend a great deal of energy simply to walk. Carrying the items was simply out of the question. While we're waiting for what seems like an eternity, a customer finishes checking out and the register opens up.  I didn't notice because I was too distracted by how someone could hate themselves so much to want to commit suicide in such a slow, painful, and miserable way.  The human sized Japanese couple behind me noticed though, and after a little less than a minute, the man pointed out to the obeast (in a very irritated tone) that there was a register open.  So instead of pushing his shopping cart through and returning it to the corral like any decent human would, the obeast simply pushes the cart aside next to the line...you know, where all the candy is (I thought for sure he was going to grab some lollies for his daily 5:17pm "snack").  Just leaves the shopping cart there and waddles up to the register.  Doesn't give a flying fuck that one of the workers who gets paid minimum wage and hates his job is going to get bitched at by the manager for not noticing that a customer left a shopping cart in the middle of the store. I was infuriated.  Not only did this fatass expect someone to clean up after him, but he also wasted my time.  Those 30 seconds of my life I will never get back that I could have spent at the gym doing one more set of deadlifts.