Holy shit, I need to rant. Fat SJW's all over the place. I created an alt for this because I actually like my job in spite of the putrid, incessantly nagging and whining fat idiots I have to work with each time... And to be fair, if fat and opinionated was the only problem, I wouldn't be here complaining. But when your fat rolls spill over into my zone, I become annoyed. Where do I even start? These fat women, bitter with their problems and openly complaining about them nightly, gossip and rumor-monger whenever given the chance. They think it is some kind of activism they do... Somehow they are deluded into thinking they are problem solvers when what they really are doing is creating a culture of problems here. How do coworkers with children constantly have money for fast food and Starbucks and Red Bulls for that matter? And to reiterate that this is a culturation of fat idiots going on here, I have seen at least two normal women gain 30 pounds or so in the short amount of time they have been here. Ridiculous, especially since the food here is total shit. It has got to be the air or the water or the coffee or something doing it to people. I have a number of theories about why fat people are fat as well as stupid. If you don't think fat people are dumb, just listen to them talk about skinny people and how they don't understand what its like to be fat. Hilarious shit. But really, I need to be more specific, because there is one particular ditz who jams home 4+ diet cokes a night and caters this illogical nonsense with affection at every chance possible. Huffing up a single flight of stairs, sprays chemicals to cover up her disgusting body odor, eats sugary snack with the diet soda, complains of IBS, constantly apologizing for nothing, thinks or tries to act like thsy have all the answers... I have so many more complaints, but I don't want to out myself against a slew of irrational people at work. Especially since I am one of the only ones who truly cares around here, I can't be getting fired. Really though, the cognitive disonance drives me insane. I guess being hungry is really scary and excructiating for some people. Admitting ignorance is usually even scarier. Finally,  God bless my Grandpa for traching me how to laugh at fat people. Without his example, I would surely have gone insane.