I love getting hambeasts to shitlord themselves. I work in retail, outdoor sports, so lots of lightweight camping gear. Usually it's only slim people managing to get to the first floor, but since there's an elevator available, sometimes fleshy roundabouts are able to waddle at my floor.  Yesterday this unbelievable mess of an Irish pig (easily 120 kg, or 265 lbs) came up to me, in search for an airbed. As you can imagine, lightweight gear means it can only endure so much abuse, and it turns out the fatties know it.  I deliberately start off with them test a couple flimsy-looking but very tough airbeds (about €150,- for a mat), and although I scream internally seeing the material being pressed to every side imaginable, it never fails to fail to have the fats ask for a more firm mat.  You've guessed it, these are way more expensive (starting at €250,-). At this point they start to squeel badly, and I'm being as helpful as I can by offering a heavy-duty albeight extremely lightweight cot (full-on camping bed), and watch them struggle to ask: "Are you sure this will hold me?".  Of course I'm more than helpful to hesitate just a split-second and offer them the expensive airbed again. Without fail, that's the one they end up purchasing.