Fupa beast can't even operate an elevator properly I work construction. Until the buttons on each floor are hooked up,  the elevators in a newly constructed building will have an operator.  That's a person whose job is to be in the elevator and push buttons. This job obviously attracts fats.  Management,  in its infinite wisdom has decided that rather than having a radio on every floor(for calling the elevator) it's ok to have one radio every few floors. These radios are probably set up by the same fat operating the elevator,  as they are often inadequately distributed,  with poorly written signage. So There's no radio on my floor and I have plenty of tools in a large cart. No radio on the floor above me,  no radio on the floor below me. I eventually have to walk down 6 flights of stairs in safety gear after a full days physical labor. And what do I find in the lobby.  A Fat. Not quite a Deathfat,  but shaped like Tweedledee and Tweedledum. Eating  its timbits(not the small pack) with multiple empty ice capp cups beside it in the elevator. Guess which one of us is breathing harder.... I observe it failing to respond to radio hails for the elevator while we ride up to the 6th floor and grab my cart. The cart occupies roughly half the elevator. The fat is forced to suck in its gut and lift her fupa in order to fit..   Good thing her fat didn't affect anyone else.   Tl:DR  fat sucks at its job. Gets fatter. Wastes humanhours at work.