Military ham is wasting my time Im in the military and my job in the unit is to take care of incoming and outgoing personnel. It's a pretty sweet gig, drive people around all day, ample gym time, I get to meet all the new guys and get to know them a bit, I really enjoy it. A few days ago I picked up Rolly. Rolly and his dependapotamous wife are both about as round as they are tall. This guy hasn't taken a fitness test in over 2 years because apparently he's been recovering from an injury. There is no proof of this in any of his paperwork. There is also no way he meets the height and weight standards. I'm spending my time and energy driving this ham around knowing full well he'll get kicked out of the army within 6 months. Yesterday he said he wanted to lose weight. I told him to eat less and move more, drink only water, the standard proven BS. This morning he gets in the van with a giant can of monster and a huge Frappuccino from starbeetus. Fuck him. Don't complain about your jelly rolls and then continue to stuff your fat fucking face. Military hams are the worst. It's literally your fucking job to be in good shape. I only mildly shit lord by example, my duties involve making everyone feel welcome. Ugh.