"Normal people don't parkour on lunch in parking garages." One time during lunch, I was walking past a fatty who was waddling around and when I went to use an elevator in a parking garage, fatty told me to hold the door open and its run was slower than my slowest walk. I wished I was exaggerating but nope. Then to add more misery to my own life, two of her obeast coworkers tagged along and oops! I find myself in an elevator with three piggies. I accidentally hit the button on the floor above my car and when I went outside, I noticed I was on the wrong floor. So I blurted out saying that I'm just going to parkour my way out of this to get my important stuff before getting lunch and the fatty told me I'm crazy for doing that and she may call the cops to make sure I'm okay. She even said that normal people do not parkour around during lunch hours to save time. So I told her that I'll be fine and ran towards the fences in the garage to parkour myself one floor below by leaping over the fence and hanging on to it as I head over the fence on the floor below me and another ham coworker spotted me and said that I'm crazy and that "normal people don't parkour on lunch in parking garages". I replied "I'm doing this to save time." and after getting a few important things, I then used the stairs and slid down the arm rails on my butt and another fatty told me to knock it off because I may hit someone by accident so I decided to just proceed like a "normal" person until I reached the first floor and ran my way towards a barbecue place to get a small cup of Cajun rice (as opposed to dinner sized barbecue meals that my ham workers get) and yes I even parkoured my way there by leaping over a set of boxes. After getting my lunch and returning to my lunch room like a normal human being, a few fatty coworkers glanced at me shaking their heads like I'm crazy before going back to devouring their food like pigs. Apparently, its crazy when a human being parkours his way to get something to eat during lunch but its not crazy for a hambeast to eat themselves to be as big as six people put together. I could parkour my way around in public garages to save time but I'd probably be seen as insane and hams may call the cops to make sure I'm okay. As fun parkour is these days, looks like I have to cut back on that in public so I can be normal in society. Thin privilege is being able to mimic Mirror's Edge in real life in public to save time with fatties calling you insane for that.