That's their go-to excuse; any emotion. One of my coworkers is a giant fat fuck. She recently finished buying a house. For the entire process, she'd constantly bring up how stressed she was, and why that meant it was okay for her to eat a shitload of fried bullshit. Jump forward a few months. Now she's getting married/planning a wedding. Guess what her new excuse is? Planning a wedding is SOOOOOOOO stressful! Better eat three sausage mcmuffins a day to deal with it! Well... Newsflash, life is stressful. If your level of self-control ends at "something less than perfect happened to me today, better eat this 12 piece bucket," well.... no wonder you're a giant fat fuck.