Fatties in the kitchen are the worst. I work in a kitchen, I'm on the line. The fatty is a prep, whose job is to prep food, run stuff out to lines or people as they run out of things, catch up on dish pit as needed, that sorta thing. I've been annoyed with this bitch since the day she walked in. Everyone else in this kitchen is tiny, like I'm probably one of the larger ones at a US size 4.  She's SUPER slow, like, everything she does takes twice as long as it should. It took like 12 minutes to get sliced tomatoes from her, and we have a nifty little machine that does 90% of the work for you and she STILL takes that long. When you move around a kitchen you say loudly "Behind, behind, behind!" as you move behind people to let them know you're there. Most of the time they'll lean forward or press themselves up against the line if they can to further get out of your way. This bitch is SO fat, that there is NO space between the line and the prep table behind her, she takes up the ENTIRE space. Her fucking legs from the knee down just bow outwards sideways as they collapse beneath her great heaving bulk. Two humans could comfortably pass sideways past each other in that area. She doesn't move or even shift when you do try to move around her, she just stands there and ignores you. Hell, she saw me coming once and deliberately waddled sideways in front of me, she literally sways back and forth to walk, so I had to turn around, go back the way I came and move around the other side of the kitchen. No one can pass around her anywhere in the kitchen, she's that fucking fat. I'm surprised she doesn't eat half the shit she prepares.  And she's trying to be friends with me. Or rather, she's mostly given up trying to be friends with me since I just flat out ignore her unless I have to communicate. Always moving to stand beside me when we team-meet. She also likes to push herself into the middle of team-meets and block me completely, pushing me out of the circle. She does this so regularly and so deliberately that other people have noticed it. She's stuck up as fuck, always trying to one-up people, making a huge dramatic deal over stupid shit, thinks she's SOOO smart because she memorized the menu before anyone else. "Well, some of us are just more studious than others." She said to me. I'm sorry, but not everyone else fucking diddles themselves while reading it. "I follow, well, stalk, all the restaurants in town on Facebook! Tee hee! I'm always first in line when they release a new menu item, I just have to have it!" Of course you do, Fatass. Also, her lisp and voice are so bad you can barely understand anything she says unless you're looking at her directly (gross) and the ambient noise isn't too bad.  It's barely been a week, and I hope she gets fired for being too fat and too slow to keep up. And I hope she annoys everyone else to the point where she's basically chased out of the kitchen.  EDIT: Also, her giant white cottage-cheesy ass crack is always hanging out. Whenever she leans over, reaches up, pretty much constantly. It's disgusting. And it's an open kitchen, customers are fully able to look into the kitchen and see what we're doing, and they're frequently greeted to the same sight. It's deplorable.