University commentary. What's good everyone. I'm here to tell you a few stories.  I just got out of the armed services of my country and I decided to re enroll into the soft sciences.  As a first year I've got to do a bunch of prerequisite classes to do anything interesting and my major requires maths. Which I despise but regardless.  There aren't too many fats around but the ones I've seen have thrown me for a loop. I'm usually not one to care but my God.  This one guy in my lecture this morning walked like he was pregnant. His body looked like it had given up the ghost and it was held up by duct tape. It was the fattest creature I've ever seen. Just... This blew my mind. The smell was even worse. It triggered memories of CBRN training and I wanted my damn  gas mask back.  Beyond that, this dude walked in with a giant box of donuts and a starbeetus iced coffee.  I was just aghast.  During my tutes, a couple things.  Maybe it's just me but talking while a tutor is trying to reach and talk is incredibly disrespectful. Unless it's at least quiet. The people having a loud conversation in the back row were both smallfats and playing too cool for school, scoffing about how lame it was and all this crap. Boggled my mind that these people are paying for these classes and they were blatantly ignoring the tutor. She's such a sweetheart too, it breaks my heart because she's really trying.  I'm a people watcher, force of habit from the job. When I'm in lectures and tutes the ones taking the most notes and appear to be the most organized have been the shitlord types. In fact, I sat next to this babe of a shitlady who had gorgeous sleeve tattoos (I have no tattoos but I admire them nonetheless) and she was so fucking motivated. She was telling me about how she struggles with this class and then she took meticulous notes. It was amazing.  On the other side of me during this lecture was a more rotund lady who spent the entire time breathing heavily and on her laptop on a shitty flash game.  The more positive stuff,  The thing I love is how damn competitive it is. The fitter ones I've seen always seem to want to do well, extremely well. I've seen the fats ask about five questions and the shitlord lot are always more actively involved and asking more questions.  I love it.  I'm a quiet guy by nature and I don't like shitlording openly or anything but what spurred me to make this post was an incident today,  I was walking with a mate of mine, as we were discussing a tutor and why we picked our respective majors a rather rotund gentleman shoulder checked him. Usually I don't care but my mate was mid step and nearly got pitched over a railing, additionally the cunt turned around to sneer at us after he did it. I made sure my mate was okay, by the time I had done that the cunt disappeared. I couldn't believe it. If I see him again I'm going to have to go full angry NCO on him. It was next level bullshit.