"Muh weight dun fect no one" Rush hour commute edition I try to stay active by biking into the train station for work. It's only 4 miles each way but its something. When I arrive, the bus full of hams that get picked up from around town usually rolls up and they collect at the very nearest part of the platform, not wanting to waste precious limited resources on moving that mountain of excess resources any furthers.  It's great, I walk 50 feet down and avoid them. But this train is very crowded, and my stop is very bad. You have to basically shove through the hams to get further on becuSe so many of them collect right at the entrance. When I got on, it was already mostly full, but I spot a 2 person seat we only one head, great! This is an hour long ride so I don't mind standing but I prefer to read and that's hard focusing on your balance. Lo and behold I get to the seat and this gargantuan behemoth of a tanker sits there, literally holding a half eaten donut sleeping, resting the donut on its monster gut.  This thing was easily as wide as three of me, and I'm a 6 foot tall man with broad shoulders. I asked loudly but politely, "excuse me can I please sit here?" It barely stirs. "EXCUSE ME" "arghjf kckfkfn" it grumbles back, slowly opening one eye to see if it was worth interrupting the donut coma for any reason (perhaps more food?) and decided, no if was not and mumbled something incoherent and went back to sleep.  Thin privilege is being able to stand no therefore forced to by disgusting beasts that can't quit sucking down sugar even at fucking 7 am