Yeah, I can't blame the demented ones. I can get superannoyed at them but some hardly know what their name or age is. We try to keep a strict schedule for demented people, so they don't end up eating 121241234 times of the day, but you can't take away food they get from friends or family, really. :/ Or things they manage to sneak onto their plates. The other fat residents.. We have one fat lady who pretends to be superdisabled, and whines and stuff  for attention ("ohh I'm in so much pain, don't go to fast, I'm not a fast person!") but as soon as it's coffee time or dinner you can bet your sweet ass she's the one racing to the dining area. Yeah, you're totally in pain.