Fatass Servers So I went for a couple margaritas with my boyfriend at a local Mexican place just to experience the patio on a rare sunny day.  We were seated by an obese waitress. You could tell she hadn't been trained well or had any experience. That's fine. I'm not at a fancy restaurant, I can endure the crappy staff and white-trash clientele if I can just drink a halfway decent margarita in the sunshine after a strenuous workout at the gym. That's all I ask. I'm willing to endure fat waitresses with poor social skills at this place since it's cheap and on the way home.  At some point, she sets our complimentary tortilla chips down. I idly munch on them when I suddenly notice a fucking small caterpillar or insect. We inform her when she passes by us a second time. Politely, I might add.  She screams the word "Bugs?!" at us and that's the extent of how she handles a customer complaint. My boyfriend, impatient from her already forgetting our order for a second round and the fatass family's toddler throwing a plate next to us, cuts the interaction short and asks for a check. She comes back later, slams it on the table, and yells "Maybe it's 'cause we're outside!"  Not directly at us, she's far too afraid of confrontation, clearly. Instead, she's yelling it as she is walking away, approaching the next table, shamelessly announcing a bug problem to the entire restaurant, it seems.  I didn't care to speak to a manager. One look at the women that the higher-ups hire and I know their competence level and mindset. It would be a fruitless interaction.  This is just one shining example of the disgustingly obese waiters and waitress I endure on cheap dining experiences. I can't name one time that the fatass employess performed flawlessly. They are the worst. Forgetting orders, making seating choices that are lacking common sense, insecure in their social interactions. I recall one waitress half speedwalking and half jogging, sweating profusely from it, and basically having no sense of decorum. Gross. I'm trying to eat, and while I'm glad you're doing more than waddling, I don't want your sweaty hands to be carrying my food.  The fat waiters and waitresses are complete white trash and I am done accepting service from them. I'm not being biased or exaggerating. I only wish! I have lost all patience. Anyone else had similar experiences with being served by these disgusting whales?