"You need to put some meat on your bones" So it's a co-workers birthday today and someone brought a cake. After the cows finish grazing , I head over to see if any is leftover. This mini death-fat waddles up to me and says "Go ahead and eat some, it's good and you could' use some meat on your bones, And don't tell me that you eat and never gain weight".   I went silent so I wouldn't say anything to get myself fired, but my empty stare seemed to make her disperse. This Ham-planet can socially acceptably  just assume I'm slim because I starve, but if I fired back and told her to eat less, I would be in sensitivity training. She Doesn't know that I go to the gym at Midnight while most people are sleeping!, I'm slim because I control my intake you fucking food-vacuum.