Flying monstrosity Damn, I have to vent  - have been reading here since over at the other place but never commented. But all the built-up fat hate has to go somewhere... and yesterday was just too much.  I am a flight attendand for a major European airline, and I love my job - most times. Cabin crew tends to be normal weight, for several reasons, one of them being that it is impossible to work comfortably in a plane when you are fat. We have a rather ruthless attitude towards people gaining weight and comments are expected. That being said, our passengers are a whole different story...  On a luckily short flight of 3 hours there was this incredibly fat man - the size of which I had never seen out in the wild, just online - he sat in the front row. We have extension belts, and not only did he need one, it was a tight fit. I guess he must have been like 300kg? I don't know, at a certain size everything seems to be unrealistic. So this smug fatass sat in the first row, smelling really badly, and my lovely colleague looks at me with this desperate look in her eyes - the smell was so so so bad. There is not a lot of space in a plane, so strong smells are everywhere and you can't escape them, and this piece of shit was right in front of our workspace. Damn. We started using perfume, which just made everything worse. I felt so sick to my stomach.  When it was time for service, the unbelievable happened: The trolley would not fit in the aisle. Seriously, his fat fucking stomach got stuck on my trolley. I don't think I was able to hide the disgust I was feeling, I nearly gagged. So, after mentally preparing, I asked the fatass if it was possible to move a bit, so that the trolley would fit. A short discussion arose, in the end he had to hold his stomach up so that we could fit through. Which just made the smell worse. I did not even try to not make it obvious that I did everything not to be touched by his fatfolds.  Working as a flight attendant makes the fat hate grow. Every day...