Sex Shop Ham So this happened a few days ago. My man and I decide to go to the sex shop by our house on a saturday night, and as soon as we walk in I immediately regret our decision. There is usually only one worker there and tonight, it happened to be this hideous she-ham. She greets us a we walk in and is talking to two small fats that I assume are her friends visiting at work. She is talking loudly about her diet and how her nutritionist? (someone) told her what kinds of foods she can eat when she has cravings. I wasn't listening that closely because I've heard all too often stupid "diet" talks from fat people and I tend to drown it out. She then started talking about the awesome pasta Alfred and Parmesan chicken she made the other day, like wtf. I can just imagine all the cheese she loaded on and smother the chicken with. Thankfully her fat friends left and I got what I needed pronto and was ready to leave, unfortunately I now had to deal with her face to face. Is it also genetic for them to have a high pitched whiny voice? Seriously all the fat ladies at work I know sounds this way. Can anyone confirm if this is gene is also on the fat gene they inherited? What's worse is she was wearing all black (such a slimming color) and sadly this style of bralette under her giant flowing tank top. It was looking like a black fishing net capturing a whale of a fat boob as these strings were stretched to their capacity. Way to kill fashion and my sex drive in one swoop. The best part was as we were trying to quickly check out, the store phone rings and it must be someone she knew because while she was ringing us up, she asked whoever was on the phone to check if they had the "red sauce she likes". Seriously ? My SO and I just looked at each other and laughed when we left the store. Sometimes I can't believe this really happens until it does. I need to find a new store....