About the laundromat, fatties, and their uncaring attitude hurting family Today I went and did laundry at the laundromat. My complex has washers and dryers but they are very expensive so I go to the laundromat as it is cheaper and way quicker due to the huge dryers. Today when I went I saw someone I knew from elementary school, she was the librarian and helped me to love books even more and she always preached eating healthy and she biked to work every day. I hardly recognized her today, last I saw her she was a normal human woman, today she was at least 400 lbs. I decided I didn't want to go say hello or catch up, I'm glad I didn't. I could smell the beetus rot from 10 ft. away, her grandson (who I went to elementary school with as well) was there helping her do laundry, the dude was a trooper, he is fit and was doing her laundry while she sat on oxygen on the bench, he kept asking her about her diet, her medication, her exercise routine, and she kept giving excuses. I could see him die a little on the inside (she was the one who prompted him to join baseball in middle school). I messaged him on facebook after I got home and we talked, he isn't a shitlord but he is getting close, he loves her and sees how they skew ideas and things around them to make people feel sorry for them so they can continue to gain weight. I felt really bad for him, he is taking care of her basically and really misses her when she was normal and could do things, he may have to take a break from his masters to care for her. Fuck fatties, they don't care who they hurt, inconvenience, or affect. Sorry for the rant but seeing him have to do that tugged at my heart strings.