Bitch at work has new "special diet" So where I work I have to order food for our monthly meetings. I try to accommodate everyone so I pretty much know everyone's preferences and restrictions. I usually have to put in the order a week or two in advance because places get booked up. I put in the order for our lunch today two weeks ago. Two days ago this smallfat bitch tells me shes on a new "special diet" from her doctor and wants to know what we are having for lunch. I told her it was this pie place that makes savory pies with different fillings(pretty cool and delicious). She tells me she can't have ANY GRAINS of any kind or anything with added sugar or any meat that isn't organic and free range and hormone antibiotic free and whatfuckingever. So of course I tell her that I can't change the order now because every place will be booked up but that I would make sure to accommodate her next time if she gave me a list of places and things she could eat. EVERYONE has to do this if they have a special diet, I can't play guessing games so I tell people to give me a list of places with the items on the menu they can eat. She gets bitchy and say she'll just bring her own lunch and still hasn't given me a list. Then she DOESN'T EVEN SHOW UP TO THE MEETING TODAY. Then tonight we had a team event in which we ordered pizza. I didn't order it, someone else handled this event. Of course, I don't eat pizza because I don't eat cheese but I don't complain because who gives a shit its just food I can eat later and healthier. But no, smallfatbitch HAS to have her special diet meal on the company's dime so since the folks who can't eat cheese or meat for religious reasons go out to get something else, she comes with so she can get HALF A ROASTED CHICKEN on the company's dime. I went with them for the walk and said that I didn't really want anything, I'm cutting so I don't want to get something not on my diet. She blurts out "I THOUGHT YOU LIKED THIS PLACE." Well yeah, I do, but I just don't want to eat jeez. Then we get back and she opens her clamshell box right into our card game and refused to move it. She said "I need my chicken in front of me and I'm not going to move it."  Next time she complains about not being skinny I'm just going to shitlord the fuck out of her. Fuck her.