Just need yall ears for a /rant/vent I just started a new job at a call center, for which there is 6 weeks training. Out of thirty people, there are three others that are normal humans, and I am by far the fittest. I am a navy reservist, and I run and do push ups and sit-ups every day and lift 3-5 times a week. I am 6'4" and 210 with about 11% BF. Out of these hams, most are female mayokin.  All they do is bitch and moan that it's too hot and then we switch to another room and boo hoo it's too cold. I felt fine in both.  I have to sit there and watch this lard cluster suck down beetus juice, stuff candy down their fucking maws, and bitch and moan about breaks for 9 hours. I got seated next to the beetus queen of the class on Friday, (5'6" 300+) and counted her calories including lunch. 2100+. And on top of stinking like rotting asshole, she had something to say to absolutely everything. Every question, every comment, every slide. And it was always some dumbass response. When the trainer (also a fatty who blames it on steroids UGH) told her to pipe down she starts talking to me, and I just stayed quiet and only ever offered occasional nods until she got the picture.  The worst part is that some of these hams want me bad.  The trainer told me a few of them come in early and shuffle name tags around to sit by me. I'm not a great catch, but I'm tall and fit, which makes me the target of these Nutella-monsters. They flirt incessantly and ask about my workout routine and the navy. A few ganged up on me and asked what girls I'm into and I said "well I live a very active lifestyle and like to keep myself as fit as possible so I tend to like girls who do the same." And these grease goblins didn't get the hint.  They started telling me about their lard yoga, pole dancing, how frequently they walk the dog, their lifting , as If telling me this bullshit will make me forget what they look like and want to fuck them.  " I workout every day I just can't seem to lose weight tee hee" a girl told me.  I told her abs are made in the kitchen and eating is 80-100% of weight loss. Her eyes just kinda glazed over in thoughts of how she'll never stop shoving greasy garbage down her fucking mug. She had Mountain Dew code red in her paw.    I don't want to work here any more.  Hire me shitlords? /rant over