Seriously, WTF is wrong with fat people Salud comrades,  So I have done my fair share of campus napping. It might as well be a hobby of mine. Not once have I ever been disturbed because people understand not to bother a sleeping person unless it's an emergency. Today that theory was proved wrong.  I decided to pick a table outside my campus building to put my head down for a small moment. Not 10 minutes later I'm violently shoved on my shoulder. I suffer a mini heart attack and look up to this beach ball ham of a thing. Maybe it was the angle, but her chin was literally half her head.  Fatty wanted to know where the registrar office was. Like bitch, you couldn't have asked the people who were idk, AWAKE?! I channeled my inner grumpy cat and said I don't know and to ask someone else. I need propranolol.