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I’m about to go into full Karen mode on JetBlue for not making this fucker buy 2 seats.
I imagine they don't want to intentionally cause discomfort for their clients, but they might be between a rock and a hard place in this regard. If they make a fatty buy two seats, are they opening themselves up for discrimination lawsuits? How do they decide who needs to buy a second seat? Weight, circumference, smell? If they start a program like this, do they risk pissing off obese people, an ever-increasing demographic in America?
 
I imagine they don't want to intentionally cause discomfort for their clients, but they might be between a rock and a hard place in this regard. If they make a fatty buy two seats, are they opening themselves up for discrimination lawsuits? How do they decide who needs to buy a second seat? Weight, circumference, smell? If they start a program like this, do they risk pissing off obese people, an ever-increasing demographic in America?

Most airlines have policies on this, notably jetblue does not appear to.
 
Got a response to my complaint:

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I'm pretty sure that the rate of obesity in my country will skyrocket thanks to e-scooters.

I fucking hate e-scooters. They're the bane of my and any pedestrian's existence, these motherfuckers ride those devilish machines on the pavement, going at 20 km/h, parking them wherever the fuck they want, taking them on the subways even during peak hour thus taking a shit ton of space, and when they ride them on the streets besides cars they, again, do whatever the fuck they want. A few dozen people have already died because they weren't wearing helmets and/or didn't stop at red lights and got ran over.

Anyways, all this to say that while until a couple of months ago only teenagers and poncy rich businessmen rode them, it seems that now e-scooters are becoming the favourite means of transport for literal fat, obese bitches. I've seen multiple fat, obese bitches ride e-scooters instead of walking 200 metres in order to change subway lines. At this rate they'll unlearn to walk.
 
The last time I was on a plane the following message played on the intercom:

“If you requested a wheelchair, we will have agents ready to provide them right outside the plane.” I passed by at least five when I got off.

I took the shuttle to transfer terminals, and there were so many fatties in wheelchairs clogging space.

Bonus fuck you to the fatass that ate wasabi peas beside me on the plane as he smelled like yeast and pus. It’s a miracle I didn’t puke at the smell.

I'm pretty sure that the rate of obesity in my country will skyrocket thanks to e-scooters.

I fucking hate e-scooters. They're the bane of my and any pedestrian's existence, these motherfuckers ride those devilish machines on the pavement, going at 20 km/h, parking them wherever the fuck they want, taking them on the subways even during peak hour thus taking a shit ton of space, and when they ride them on the streets besides cars they, again, do whatever the fuck they want. A few dozen people have already died because they weren't wearing helmets and/or didn't stop at red lights and got ran over.

Anyways, all this to say that while until a couple of months ago only teenagers and poncy rich businessmen rode them, it seems that now e-scooters are becoming the favourite means of transport for literal fat, obese bitches. I've seen multiple fat, obese bitches ride e-scooters instead of walking 200 metres in order to change subway lines. At this rate they'll unlearn to walk.
Scootypuffs were a mistake.
 
Not sure if this is showing my power level or not but my grandma was a deathfat. And died from a heart attack at age 50. Every single female family member, on my mother's side, becomes morbidly obese after giving birth.
We have good genetics when it comes to body shape prior, that "hourglass" figure. Then it all goes to shit once you have kids.

It's almost like giving birth is a death sentence in my family. All the health issues and lack of stability. Fucking horrifying.
 
Not sure if this is showing my power level or not but my grandma was a deathfat. And died from a heart attack at age 50. Every single female family member, on my mother's side, becomes morbidly obese after giving birth.
We have good genetics when it comes to body shape prior, that "hourglass" figure. Then it all goes to shit once you have kids.

It's almost like giving birth is a death sentence in my family. All the health issues and lack of stability. Fucking horrifying.
Unfortunately, it has very little to do with genetics but with life choices. When people have kids, they become less active, are more likely to choose convenience eating, and have less time in general so it's tough for them to exercise. Having bad genetics for weight loss is never more than a difference of 300 calories.
 
There's a checker at the grocer near me that is probably mid 40s (looks older of course) that's pushing 500lbs. She's got one of those apple shaped Chantal bodies that is even more unfortunate than a disfigured pear like Anna or others so you know it's particularly hard for her to get clean. I thought the last time she was the checker at the line I was in that the homeless person smell was coming from well a homeless person. But then, looking around I saw no homeless and also my nose picked up that distinctive female deathfat smell that's half unwashed ass and vag mixed with half yeasty fold. Males have it too, but it tends to be least yeasty in my experience. Anyways, just fucking disgusting.

It's cliche but they fucking stink and can't get clean. They can't reach their folds and their folds get full of piss and shit and dirt and bacteria and got only knows what else. I have a revulsion for them that just isn't triggered in chubby or even overweight people. When you get that big that human dignity has gone out the window well, yea, if you can't respect yourself I can't either.
 
Not sure if this is showing my power level or not but my grandma was a deathfat. And died from a heart attack at age 50. Every single female family member, on my mother's side, becomes morbidly obese after giving birth.
We have good genetics when it comes to body shape prior, that "hourglass" figure. Then it all goes to shit once you have kids.

It's almost like giving birth is a death sentence in my family. All the health issues and lack of stability. Fucking horrifying.
It's not genetics, it's just that kids need time, constant attention... they make you tired... you don't have time to cook or exercice anymore (you don't have money either), you buy them crap because that's advertised to them (cereals, cookies, sugary drinks, sweets, candies) so now the crap is in the house and you eat it too... Kids are a source of worry, maybe. you get depressed and reach for the crap for confort...

It's not your genes.

There's an insanely fat guy, homeless too, that hangs around the local train station because there's AC there I guess, it's awful, you always smell him first before seing him.
 
Last time I was on a train I saw a young deathfat. She was probably over 500 and maybe in her late 20s but I'm bad at guessing. There was a short escalator ride up to the platform and she had a small suitcase with her.

As I'm sure most of you know deathfats tend to be quite top heavy and not so good at balacing. Well she held the suitcase behind her, a bad idea for someone who can barely stand, and when she went up the escalator, gravity did its thing, she fell backwards, and slowly cried her way all the way up on her back until the train attendants could help her up.

Felt bad for her. Thankfully I did not get stuck next to her in some form of cosmic misfortune.
 
There are fat people in NYC? I thought if you hit 200+ the city folk would just bark at you like rabid dogs until you either lost the weight or became a hermit. Doesn’t everybody walk everywhere?
That's the first thing you notice when you exit the plane at JFK, passport in hand: the deathfats. that's how you know for sure you are in the Land of the Free
There's fat people all over the world, but only in the USA do you see so many people who are so far into deathfat territory, including in the cities, even if people are not as fat there than they are elsewhere in the US.
 
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Went out bowling a week ago, and saw a notable deathfat manning a raffle station (sitting of course). Now, I've worked in retail, and I also live in the south, so I've seen enough megafatties and scootypuffers to where it's not out of the ordinary.

But this woman at the bowling alley had a genuine, real Slaton forehead! Spitting image of TamTam, but this waif wasn't quite as vast as Tammy. It was still surprising to see someone else with that unfortunate fat distribution.
 
As far as NYC goes, one should remember that this is the city that was once rumored to have alligators living in the sewers. Never underestimate its ability to crank out strange monstrosities of all shapes, sizes, and species.
 
There's a guy who lives in my apartment building whose of deathfat size. We call him Darth Vader behind his back due to his laborious and loud breathing.

As with all of his size his personal hygiene leaves a lot to be desired. In winter where everyone is in layers and outer wear, he's in shorts and a t-shirt that due to poor sizing doesn't extend over the gunt. He's also sweating from the effort of existing. In the summer months he's a walking swamp. He looks perma-coated in a greasy sheen and his breathing is actually scary sounding. As for the stench? It's unbearable if you're caught in an elevator. He immediately makes the air around him as soupy as a gym at peak hour.
 
Used to live in some flats that were three stories high. On the bottom floor, lived a giant beach ball of a man. I mean this fucker was ROUND.

When I ordered a takeaway (this was in the 90s, so just using a phone, no app) I had to literally wait outside because if I didn't and this guy heard the delivery man bang on the downstairs door, he would claim the takeaway was for him, pay for it, and scuttle back inside. Restaurants didn't seem to give a fuck, they got paid. Was incredibly annoying.
 
Used to live in some flats that were three stories high. On the bottom floor, lived a giant beach ball of a man. I mean this fucker was ROUND.

When I ordered a takeaway (this was in the 90s, so just using a phone, no app) I had to literally wait outside because if I didn't and this guy heard the delivery man bang on the downstairs door, he would claim the takeaway was for him, pay for it, and scuttle back inside. Restaurants didn't seem to give a fuck, they got paid. Was incredibly annoying.
What a dick move. Yeah, that's really shitty.
 
I recently quit a part-time job as a swim instructor due to a lot of things, but mostly due to the aquatics coordinator. She taught lessons as well and not only did she clearly have a few bulbs out upstairs, but she was a fucking land whale. The worst part was that she would make a slew of excuses for why she was too lazy to get in the water to teach (“I have a wedding to go to and I don’t want to smell like chlorine,” “I have a meeting in an hour,” “I have an ear infection”) and they were all so embarrassingly fake. When I shadowed her, I watched her stand in one place on deck and never move once while she basically had the student swim up and down the lane over and over for half the lesson until I asked if I could go ahead and step in.

This bitch was like Abby Lee Miller with zero of the credentials—a big, unfriendly tub of lard who had no connection with the students and DEFINITELY no connection with swimming. Imagine having an entire pool at your disposal all hours of the day and being a MSHPL contestant. Fucking baffling.
 
I recently quit a part-time job as a swim instructor due to a lot of things, but mostly due to the aquatics coordinator. She taught lessons as well and not only did she clearly have a few bulbs out upstairs, but she was a fucking land whale. The worst part was that she would make a slew of excuses for why she was too lazy to get in the water to teach (“I have a wedding to go to and I don’t want to smell like chlorine,” “I have a meeting in an hour,” “I have an ear infection”) and they were all so embarrassingly fake. When I shadowed her, I watched her stand in one place on deck and never move once while she basically had the student swim up and down the lane over and over for half the lesson until I asked if I could go ahead and step in.

This bitch was like Abby Lee Miller with zero of the credentials—a big, unfriendly tub of lard who had no connection with the students and DEFINITELY no connection with swimming. Imagine having an entire pool at your disposal all hours of the day and being a MSHPL contestant. Fucking baffling.
I honestly don't get how fat people love swimming so much. From personal experience, swimming as a workout can be grueling, and even just doing laps will wear you the hell out. Yet somehow enough fatties every year manage to do the 500 meters required to become lifeguards. I don't get it. Even when I see fatties at the pool, they do little more than sun themselves like the bloated walruses they emulate.
 
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