Really fattie, REALLY?!?!?!? Walking in for a dental appointment, there is a blob sitting there on the front step grazing on a choco bar.  Do my required duty to make my presence known and sit down in the reception area awaiting my appointment with the unfortunate view of fattie's backside presented to me through the glass doors. The receptionist calls out a name, looks around, no one stands, calls out the same again I look up in disbelief and very hesitantly... point to the inconsiderate piece of shit gnawing on chocolate PRIOR to their dental appointment. Yep, that was the right "person". My heart bleeds for shitlord Dental Assistants. May this open the door for a whole new category of horror stories in the future.