Made a fat cry over being lazy. Okay throw away because I do not want to be traced back to here, I talked to some coworkers of this place. Well my little butterkin fat shamers I have a story for the likes of you today. We all have the one fat obese cow-worker that likes to be lazy and take too long of breaks and doesn't really do anything.  Well my good fellow shit people I have the story to make you revel I work somewhere that sells everything in bulk something like C0stco, working outside with the carts to bring them up.  There was about five of us today, four humans, and the one Butter "Goblin, Beast, Fat shit, you name it".  This guy is round as he is tall so much so that his fat stomach hangs out the bottom of his shirt.  Your hero "me" likes to really push as hard and do anything get it done, not so much including the other workers though still make a conceited effort none the less.  Fat shit, well as you can already correctly discriminate against does nothing and lazily just does the bare basics, scratch that doesn't do the bare basics to get anything done.  Mind you I have had to deal with a Saturday while I go crazy in 80 degree heat and another while he was doing nothing and screwing us. So today he thought that he could be lazy and screw us all again while we did all the work and he did nothing, first he decided that he would "check" the computer for something inside, and you could bet your ass that we all saw that and talked about that amongst ourselves.  Well you know how fatties love food right, not only is it their food it is also their crack addiction.  He was only working five hours and forty five minutes so he should have only have had a fifteen, well he went for a fifteen and took a good thirty five.  Well my friends I decided to talk to someone in charge about that, we look the schedule and see that yup he wasn't supposed to have a thirty five, while Mr. Fat fuck saw me converse with the person in charge.  I know this is a little long but buttery tears are always nice, mind you I am only nice up front with him, though today I decided to have some nice backstabbing.  Later on he was actually working a little and he says to me, "I feel sick, the tree pollen is messing with my allergies", I say okay go to bathroom.  He said "You know I'll be good, why did I even tell you this", I could tell he was hurt, ohh so sad and hurt.  This fat shit was here for a good year or too and wasn't even fired, hell it pisses of one human so much that he said to me that his mission is to get him fired before he leaves. So there my fellow shit lords and shit ladies is the tale of the fat one crying.