First ever post... A fat throwback I used to work with a cow at a homegoods type store. We would do the shipments. I am 99 pounds, 5'3 and have maintained this since 12th grade, and I'm 19 at the point of the story (but I'm 23 now and same weight)  Now this girl was about 350 and gaining when I met her. She would go to the Dunkin Donuts 3 doors down almost everyday and pn shipment days she would ask me if I wanted anything. My answer was always the same: a bottle of water. This is the hot Florida sun and the shipments came at 7am so I had to be in my gear and ready. She would always show up a few minutes late and gloat about the best new stuff she could get mixed into her xxxl coffee. Always double cream and sugar with a caramel murder and gloop of whipped cream. In a 1200 piece shipment I would move 1000 boxes. She was a manager and handled checking in most of the shipment in the office while I was there. Or so I thought.  One morning, Mary Moo wasn't at work for the shipment, and instead it was the nice, geeky night manager. Completely human sized AND of course, the object of the cows longing affection since high school. But he didn't like cows. He liked another human shaped coworker, a nice girl that was also in college (like me and him, but cow had her art master's... It's like a joke).  We had a huge Christmas shipment coming in and had people to work the floor at 11am because the order was more than twice the size of a regular shipment. 3100 pieces.  "Oh God", I thought. "He's going to have a lot to check in, so I'm going to have to move all that shit". But no... He didn't. He helped me move all the boxes, grabbing the lankier ones with ease since he was a lot taller. He even helped me move heavy things.  "What about checking it all in?" I asked. He gave me a puzzled look. It sank in before he said anything. "Check in?" he asked. "Yeah... Moo always had to check the shipment in..." Apparently corporate makes the orders and checks everything in automatically when we scan the card that the truck driver hands us and the only reports we ever had to send were about merchandise received broken.  I reported her but she got a VERY mild scolding. I quit a few months later after she hated me and the two other humans.