Yes, I was dumbfounded when I heard it. Written down, that sentence looks ridiculously fake. There was one "indicent" when we were on an excursion and had three minutes to catch a train only a few platforms away. We only made it because some other guys had to heft a big pile of luggage through another door, so the train stood there for a bit longer. The obese coworker was already huffing and cursing halfway through the ten metres of connecting tunnel (mind the stairs!), and finally on the train, he coughed and dry heaved in the train's entrance area for minutes, always at the brink of collapsing. I don't want to imagine even a remotely similar thing happening on the way anywhere, not only burger trucks, so it's the best thing for everyone if he just irons his buttocks on Atlas' poor shoulders.