Tale of a manicurist. I work in a Salon that has Groupon deals, most of my customers unfortunately come from Groupon, most of those customers are fat as fuck which bums me out even more than making a quarter of what I would normally make. This also makes me hate my job even more. Now that I got that out of the way... ..yesterday, we had a last minute appointment. I work part time Friday & Sat and she happened to catch me before I left. She was huge. Tree trunk calves I could barely massage (uuuuGHHH), horrible feet with dry skin for ages.. I told her I was pretty sore from Thursday's leg day, and she looks at me saying "Oh, I know how that feels believe me" ya right. Eventually, we started talking about her kids. She has a 17 yr old and an 11 yr old, my immediate thought after her telling me, especially after saying her son was lazy and didn't apply himself in school, was that her kids were probably fat. She showed me a picture that confirmed it. The 11 yr old had to be about 150, 160lbs. I didn't talk the rest of the appointment, I was fuming.  She also didn't leave a tip. Lol