Death Fat Reeeeceptionist So there's this hideous famayo deathfat that "works" in the same building as I work in. We are the admin section of an engineering firm. This fat is the receptionist, call taker, and paper filer. She doesn't stand up for a second. She rolls her heavy duty chair from point A to point B. Even doing that, she may have to work for an hour a day, and the other 7 is spent on Facebeetus and Instaham. The bosses got the clerical workers all elevating desks so they can stand and work, but she has never once worked standing up. It is about 5'4" 300 lbs or so. About two years ago, this whale decided it was going to get weight reduction surgery of some sort. The doctor was required to put "her" on a calorie restricted diet prior to surgery as an attempt to avoid surgery. This oxygen thief manages to actually follow the diet and loses 44 lbs extremely quickly. I don't remember the timeframe, just her bragging about the weight loss. It was noticeable too. Here's the really fucked up part. She told me that she needed to put the weight back on before her next medical appointment because she would be disqualified from the surgery because it would prove weight loss works, and the doctor has to articulate that weight loss measures don't work for the patient before insurance will authorize the surgery. This behemoth manages to binge eat til the weight came back and shortly after, she is out for surgery.  The next fuck up part? She doesn't lose any weight from the surgery. She started buying big bags of bite size candies and bringing giant Star Beetus drinks to work every day. She would graze junk food for the entire 8 hour shift. To this day, she looks even fatter. I just found out she is going for surgery round 2. Like it's going to change anything... Lord Beetus, I pray to you. Grant your sweet blessings on this hamzilla. Please.