Obese office.. I really don't want to go to work tomorrow. [RANT] Long story short. I got a new job at a new company that pays well except now I'm in an office instead of a store like environment. Pretty excited at first because it's the same industry I was in before, pays triple, and I had been laid off not 2 months ago. I was really freaking out because I'm only 29 and it's the first time I've ever been laid off. We had a bit of a slump in our oil market, some people make a big stink about it but it's always up and down. So far I've only been here a month and I'm already going a bit crazy.  To start off I'm a 29 year old dude I likes my exercise. I don't always have the best diet but hitting the gym is a religious thing almost. Even if it's just 45 minutes on the elliptical or 3 hours between a class and lifting I'm there every single day. I think it's normal, some people who don't think it's normal ironically have substance or other addictions. I couldn't play video games every day for example while my brother slash tenant only smokes weed and plays mmo games. My recently former ex-girlfriend actually got mad at me because I didn't respond to her stupid texts or Facebook posts while I'm at the gym. I think it's stupid to get sucked into electronic devices for hours at a time some people think I have a problem because I hit the gym all the time. I think people have a problem when they drink and smoke weed everyday. Whatever though. Those people I can handle to a point. Now there are these other fucking people. They combine some of the worse traits of people I put up with day to day with big mounds of disgusting globular fat. It serves no purpose to these people it just kinda sticks to them all blubbery and shit. Seeing it makes me physically and mentally uncomfortable. There's also a laundry list of reasons why I hate fat people just as much as everyone else does here. I don't really like confronting them except now I got this job I gotta deal with.  So anyways. The department I was hired into is me working with 4 others and our manager. Out of the 5 of us only 2 of us aren't fat. Our boss's boss is fat, our bosses boss's boss is fat, and the other regional manager is also fat. We have a sister department that does something similar to what we do. There are 4 people there plus another manager and they are fatter than the people in my department. Their department head is nearly 250lbs and looks in his early 50s but he's only 41. The other 3 are just, well their fucking disgusting. Then we have a warehouse. There are like 12 people working in there in 3 different areas as well as a warehouse manager. The warehouse manager is a blubber bus and 9 out of the 12 people there are way too out of shape to be working a warehouse. They at one point had a counter sales department but the one person in charge of it passed away from a heart attack at 49 and none of the other fats wanted to work the counter area. So there's a shuttered showroom that could be making money but it isn't because of a bunch of dilapidated stupid fat fucks. Did I mention 2 of those warehouse staff are on light duty, one because of diabetes complications. Yeah. I'm not even getting to the good part yet. We have 3 of these sales reps that go out and make calls to customers, etc etc. Not a single one of them is in shape. These guys are going out and representing this company and not a iota of them can think that maybe they need to be more presentable than being some greasy fat slob? Seriously.  And then there's me. In the course of the last month I've had half a dozen different people make bizzare comments about my looks and eating habits. "Do you want a doughnut?" "You can't just eat carrots and apples!" "Why do you go to the café and only get an Americano? Do you know they have iced lattes now?" One goes up to me and asks why did I ride my bike because it was too cold. It was like 8 degrees Celsius and 22 by the afternoon. I kid you fucking not. They not only were insecure about not being able to commute on a bike they projected their excuses onto me.  Like what the fuck. Then the only person I've gotten along with is the only non-fat girl working out of the marketing department and were talking about hiking and the blubber bus of a warehouse manager pipes up about his "camping trip" that involved a 30 minute drive to a lake and gorging on BBQ food and beer. We were literally talking about making backpacking trips and this fucker equates it to sitting on ass and stuffing his face by the lake. Seriously?? It's not the same fucking thing. AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST. Every single one of these hambeasts lugs in and eats the most digusting shit. It doesn't even have to be lunch and someone's mowing down on something. I don't mind the smell of food sometimes but do I really have to have my hearing, smell, and tastebuds ruined because someone needs to have 3 giant meals at their desk before 4:30? Or do I need to fear using the washroom stalls that 50-60% stink like death and or have shit smeared on the broken toilet seat because lardos can't wipe. Why? Why do people leave shit smeared on the toilet seat.