I am SO PISSED, FPH. I can't even. Fuck fuck fuck. You do not understand how much I wanted to fight that fatass. 5'2 and 100 lbs is tiny, even for a 20 year old girl, but anyone can take a ham. So I'm at the pet store buying treats for my pets and before I go to the treat aisle I see a cute little dog in one of those acrylic window things.  I go over and see her because cute. There's a random fatass employee just standing there. Doing nothing. This is why we don't hire fat people, kids.  Anyway I'm talking to the dog in a sweet voice and gently putting my fingers on the window. She acts a bit afraid but she still comes up to see me. Fatass starts shit talking the poor dog. "Ugh, she's so mean". She says. I ignore her. "Maybe it's because no one works with her", she continued. (Well why the fuck are you standing there, go work with her!!!) Fatass comes up to the window and the dog cowers. "Ugh. She's afraid of me.", fatass bitches. "Well she's not afraid of me!" I snip. I can tell that the fatass abuses the poor dog in some way. I get angry. So angry. I'm about ready to slug this bitch. I can't stand animal abuse. Or hams.  Anyway I leave and go get the treats for my pets. At the checkout, I inform the thin cashier that I suspect animal abuse going on. Fatass did the same thing to the cute parrots I was drooling over, too. Parrot is sweet, cowers when fatty comes up. Fatty shit talks the poor bird. Despite popular belief, parrots make great pets. I have one and she is my baby. I name the employee, I saw the badge.  Cashier lady shakes her head and looks down. "I'll inform my manager", she says. Cashier lady looks angry as soon as I mention fatass's name. I bet she's a huge problem. I'd have taken that dog and parrot home but I don't have enough money. May the fatass become a victim of the beetus and die. Piece of shit. I'm pretty sure my blood pressure went up just typing this.