Stories about Sam, the long-haired fatso #3 He came in at nine. Was moaning since 10:30 how hungry he is. When we went for lunch at 12:30. He loudly admired thin waitress' butt: "small, round and cute, how I like 'em." Then he proceeded to order pasta with rich parmesan sauce. He shared he would like to visit a new gym that have screens and internet access by the machines so you can watch YouTube. He is talking about going to this gym for months, was not there yet. When we were leaving, he was looking at the desert tray. There was a fruit salad and a lemon tart. I could type what he chose, but I do not have to.