Fun at GNC The GNC near me is staffed by fucking fats. WTF GNC.  No fatties in a health store! SO and I were there last night and decided to have some fun.  We started reading the labels on the bars out loud. Me: "Jesus Christ.  This bar has 27g of sugar!" SO: "Wow.  Who would eat that stuff?  That's as unhealthy as a candy bar!" Etc. Eventually the fat waddled over and "Can muh help you?" As it glared at us with its rheumy diseased eyes. Me: "No thanks, we are just trying to find some healthy options." Fat: "I can help you with that." SO: "Sorry, but we both are more qualified to help ourselves." The fat just kind of stared for a bit slack jawed then when back behind the counter.  When we finally checked out, it was gnawing on a Gatorade bar and drinking a full sugar coke. I don't think we actually triggered it.  It was one of those incredibly dull and blank faced fats that I'm not even sure was aware of its surroundings.