Can't even do a simple job because it would require waddling two yards Grocery shopping, at the self-checkout kiosk. I put in the wrong code for something and call the the attendant to void it. No one comes. I look around, the attendant is standing at her station twidling her thumbs. She looks over at me and does nothing. When you call an attendant on your screen they're supposed to come over and see what's up, it pops up a thing on their screen.  Then she says.. something. I can't hear her because it's noisy and she's too far away to hear, but she can't be bothered to waddle her ass over to help a customer. Ugh. Not only was she a fat lazy fuck, but she looked and acted like she was inconvenienced by her being there. I hate the world too, but guess what? I don't work in customer service. When I did, I put on a fucking smile and ate shit like I got paid to.  I saw her waddling around later and she was literally waddling from size to side. Bonus: I go to drop off my shopping cart and another woman waddles in (in my way and no regard for anyone else of course). wtf? At what point does an adult go from not being able to walk any more because your thighs are so fat and just say, eh, ok, this'll work I guess?  How do these fat incompotent fucks manage to keep their jobs?