Off-Topic Deathfat Encounters IRL - This thread is not your personal army.

[Dnein]

Shouldn't this be in the Medical Sperging thread?

Not when they don't have a single clue what they are talking about. I mean, this is a pretty good fat person story in itself. Imagine coming here to talk about the fat fairy of insulin resistance that predisposed their poor martyr ass to weight gain...

No, insulin resistance doesn't usually come "before" obesity. It's caused by the shit adipose dumps into your system, inflammatory and hormones, 9/10 times. Fucking hell.

 

[Lord Pickle Dog Returns]

Not when they don't have a single clue what they are talking about. I mean, this is a pretty good fat person story in itself. Imagine coming here to talk about the fat fairy of insulin resistance that predisposed their poor martyr ass to weight gain...

No, insulin resistance doesn't usually come "before" obesity. It's caused by the shit adipose dumps into your system, inflammatory and hormones, 9/10 times. Fucking hell.

Ah! I see your point. I've not seen a person telling their own personal experience in 1st person. I will sit back and enjoy this new art

 

[Nonconsentual Pronouns]

Periodically reading up on this thread in completion from the beginning; currently at the end of May posts from 2022. The topic of bus/plane seats has made me remember that any time I've ever sat in a seat in public that is bus-style, bench-style or near to it (rows of seats with either no barriers between at all, or they're just those arm rests), bigfats and deathfats almost always scan the area before sitting next to me if I'm next to an empty and there are no double-empties. They seem to think that because I'm some combination of being the one taking up the least amount of space in my seat, the most tolerant-looking woman and/or the most vulnerable-looking person next to an empty seat, that means I'm their prime target for spilling themselves more than halfway into my seat when they sit next to me. I've seen them do this to little kids, but I've also seen the gears turn in their heads as they try to decide if I look like I'll take more shit than the kid's parent. There's been at least one occasion that I can vaguely remember not being capable of taking a fatty's shit anymore and I actually yelled at him to get off of me because his mountains of lard were forcibly pressing onto me. I can't remember how anyone else reacted, if at all.

Goddamn, I'm so glad that my public transit days are far behind me. But if anything like that happens to me again on an airplane, there might be a lawsuit. Some Karens are created and not born.

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Spoiler: minisperg about airline seats

There is a simple solution, of course: wider seats on planes. In the same way that airlines offer “economy plus” sections with more legroom, they could have rows that have fewer and wider seats. (There’s always the option of business class in this case, but airlines could do the same thing in economy class, just without the free booze, dedicated loo, and big upcharges.)

The airlines argue it would be too costly to retrofit planes to include larger seats—so for now, the traveling public is stuck with the status quo. Below is a run-down of obesity policies on several major airlines in the U.S. and abroad.

Airline Obesity Policies: Will You Have to Buy an Extra Seat? | SmarterTravel

(7 min read) Are airline obesity policies fair? Should large air travelers have to purchase an extra seat? Discover whether an airline might consider you too fat to fly.

www.smartertravel.com

We already pay extra to subsidize their larger clothing in stores, their healthcare, buffet food, the extra weight they put on airplanes and more, but they don't think that's enough. They want us to subsidize their actual airline seats. The amount of money to change out the airline seats would be peanuts compared to the continuous loss of revenue from fitting fewer people onto the plane. But let's just ignore that, because it's an inconvenient fact of logic.

 

[TheGoodNamesHaveBeenTaken]

I have a simpler solution.
You know the frame that you use to make sure your carry on bags are not to big?
The airlines need to make one for people.
If any part of you touches any part of the frame you must buy 2 seats.
Personally I think a buzzer should go off and lights should flash every time there is a "winner".
As an added bonus Fat by Weird Al should play every time a person sets off the alarm.

 

[The Hoh Rainforest]

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We already pay extra to subsidize their larger clothing in stores, their healthcare, buffet food, the extra weight they put on airplanes and more, but they don't think that's enough. They want us to subsidize their actual airline seats. The amount of money to change out the airline seats would be peanuts compared to the continuous loss of revenue from fitting fewer people onto the plane. But let's just ignore that, because it's an inconvenient fact of logic. [/SPOILER]

Adding to this: normal-size can't ride in empty deathfat seats if the fatty section isn't fully booked. The seat would be too large for the person to be safely restrained by the seatbelt, there's too much slack introduced if the person's ass doesn't mostly cover the seat. So you'd have a row or more with at least partially empty seats, because you have to leave them available for fatties to buy, can't fill them with normal people because they'll get hurt in turbulence or depressurization. Are all fats tidily paired off? Without children? No, they're often flying with other people, who can't buy the fatty-seats and wouldn't be allowed to anyway, since the airline has to keep them open or get dragged on social media for not being inclusive, and also not put regular passengers in seats that could kill them. So a significant portion of the fatties will just buy 2 seats in the regular section so they can sit with their spouse, kids, whoever. And the airlines are bloodsucking scum, so they aren't going to leave the fat thrones empty, they'll put a folding divider down and turn them back into 2 regular seats if the fatty section isn't full, and fill it with standbys. Who will no longer want to fly standby, because you are stuck in the fatty section, which is probably gross (imagine the smell). And you would need to retrofit every single plane, because as soon as you acquiesce to identity politic demands, it's blood in the fucking water and nothing is ever good enough, so they're going to expect to be able to book that option on every single flight. And the fat-seats will absolutely cost more money, this level of retrofitting on every single plane isn't cheap and also, bloodsuckers.
SO WE'RE BACK TO JUST BUY 2 FUCKING SEATS, YOU ENTITLED FUCKS. Reading that article, I'm malding they get a discount off the second seat, but whatever, compromises.
If they actually didn't care about being fat, and were proud of their bodies, they would book 2 seats from the get go. They wouldn't buy a seat that they know they won't fit in and then show up and hope everyone is too embarrassed to say anything. But they're deeply ashamed of their condition and can't take responsibility for it, so that shame and anger gets directed outward and they need to convince themselves it's someone else's fault.

Here, I'll do it for you:

 

[Bumblebee Tuna]

I’m working at a well known fast food joint, basic wageslave gig. We have quite a varied crew. A couple have obvious disabilities but we don’t really mind, they keep up with the pace and don’t ask for unreasonable accommodations. The only person there I have a problem with is a new hire who looks to be almost 350 and 4’8. Compared to other numbers on here 350 isn’t much, but on a 4’8 frame it’s mind boggling how she can stand.

Trying to get through rush while trying to navigate around a wobbling beachball that cant stop wheezing and huffing is quite intolerable, since she never says “behind” or gives any indication that she’s trying to squeeze by. Aside from constantly sucking people into her orbit she does tasks that should take a few seconds to triple that time.

She also has hands and fingers that have literal fat humps on them, like if someone overfilled those latex gloves doctors use with mashed potatoes.

Her mom is a deathfat too and is always coming through the dt to ask about her minimoon and get her caramel chocolate beetus in a cup. I give her my best customer service smile and tell her that her kid’s doing great.

Ever since she started working here I’ve stopped drinking soda entirely and taking advantage of free break food. Mini Moon drinks about 6 32oz cups of Coke per shift.

 

[Nonconsentual Pronouns]

Saw a 500-600 pounder in a scootypuff at Costco recently who was giving off some mixed messages. He was wearing the most obnoxiously pink shirt I've seen in a long time, yet he said something that comes across as self conscious. We were exiting the store at the same time, heading down the cattle chute towards the receipt checkers, and he says something like "sorry everyone, I'm going as fast as I can", even though his scootypuff was still going faster than the average person on their feet was and he wasn't in anyone's way. His expression and voice were bright and without shame, though it could just be a trained pokerface, as we all know here. I can't be sure if he was seeking some kind of attention, or if he's just a few shades of oblivious that do no harm.

Not anything outlandish or astounding at all, but very puzzling from the point of view of anyone interested in motives behind behavioral patterns and the human condition. ...I say knowing damn well where I'm posting this.

Godspeed, big pink scootypuff racer. I was pleasantly surprised to see a distinct lack of food court slop in your and your wife's cart, and I hope it's a good sign for your health.

 

[Adrenochrome Dreams]

I had a former friend who did not like bathing due to "sensory issues". This is despite the fact she used to have normal hygiene before becoming fat (she used to have a very good figure). She is 5'2" or 5'3" and 250 lbs.

Being a landwhale and a soap dodger is not a good mix. Her skin always looks covered in literal grease. She tries to cover up her stench with scented products, which gives her a sickening sweet and musty miasma. And when I was with her, I could literally smell the very moment she would pull her leggings down in a public toilet, it would suddenly fill the whole room the fumes of unwashed fat vagina.

 

[D_Tractor]

I’m working at a well known fast food joint, basic wageslave gig. We have quite a varied crew. A couple have obvious disabilities but we don’t really mind, they keep up with the pace and don’t ask for unreasonable accommodations. The only person there I have a problem with is a new hire who looks to be almost 350 and 4’8. Compared to other numbers on here 350 isn’t much, but on a 4’8 frame it’s mind boggling how she can stand.

Trying to get through rush while trying to navigate around a wobbling beachball that cant stop wheezing and huffing is quite intolerable, since she never says “behind” or gives any indication that she’s trying to squeeze by. Aside from constantly sucking people into her orbit she does tasks that should take a few seconds to triple that time.

She also has hands and fingers that have literal fat humps on them, like if someone overfilled those latex gloves doctors use with mashed potatoes.

Her mom is a deathfat too and is always coming through the dt to ask about her minimoon and get her caramel chocolate beetus in a cup. I give her my best customer service smile and tell her that her kid’s doing great.

Ever since she started working here I’ve stopped drinking soda entirely and taking advantage of free break food. Mini Moon drinks about 6 32oz cups of Coke per shift.

cooks bumping into each other can be very dangerous in a commercial kitchen. You should do whatever you can to get her fired.

 

[Jacinda Ardern IRL]

I had a former friend who did not like bathing due to "sensory issues". This is despite the fact she used to have normal hygiene before becoming fat (she used to have a very good figure). She is 5'2" or 5'3" and 250 lbs.

Being a landwhale and a soap dodger is not a good mix. Her skin always looks covered in literal grease. She tries to cover up her stench with scented products, which gives her a sickening sweet and musty miasma. And when I was with her, I could literally smell the very moment she would pull her leggings down in a public toilet, it would suddenly fill the whole room the fumes of unwashed fat vagina.

Damn, did something happen to her? This sounds like the kind of response someone might have to being sexually abused sadly.

 

[NyQuilninja]

Many lifetimes ago in a small town off in some forgotten town in the American Midwest. I had to stand in line behind an impossibly fat woman. I say impossibly fat because I have no idea how they could physically stand and waddle throughout the grocery store as they acquired more means to their end. So there I was trapped fatty in front of me smelling like days of fryer grease gone by reeking of cat litter and cigarettes. And then suddenly like divine intervention. Bitch drops from a heart attack.

 

[countrybumpkin]

I had one as a roommate in college. She had the nerve to tell the administration there that I was anorexic. I wasn't, I just wasn't a landwhale.

 

[Windows 10 Upgrade]

More airline memories, but I was in a triple row with another lady and waiting for the passenger who would take the aisle seat.

Suddenly a shadow fell upon us, and a planet-sized sweaty dude who would 100% fill up 3 seats had ONLY BOUGHT ONE,

To make matters worse it was an early flight and we must have gaped up at him with such unadulterated horror he was cut to the quick and became really angry (the fucker could have bought 2 seats at least and nobody would have said anything) but no, he had to go and buy a single seat and hold up the entire plane. I think the slamming down of the armrest also alerted him that he would get no "overspill allowance" from us.

Both me and the other passenger had to be moved to business class because we'd have drowned beneath the lard mountain otherwise.

 

[countrybumpkin]

Out of curiosity, I looked up my former roommate on Instagram and she's even fatter now. Her account is also hilariously filled with all kinds of "healthy living" and "getting back in shape" stuff.

 

[toilet_rainbow]

Y'know how Amberlynn's upper arms are so fat that they droop in their own way? Saw a tattooed, dangerhair deathfat with forearms like that the other day. A giant hamhock, but with some of the fat dripping down versus staying up with the rest of the adipose.

 

[glass_houses]

A couple days ago, in between stages of moving house, I went to my local Hungry Jack's to sit down in the air conditioning and have a frozen drink, as it was blistering hot outside and I needed a break. I was facing the glass entry door and I was startled to see a scooty puff drive up, festooned in multiple chains of what appeared to be soft toys. I only caught a glance before it turned away into the car park, so I questioned what I had seen.

Then, a minute later, the owner of the scooty puff walked in. She was a young woman in a black dress, heavier than Corissa but not nearly as big as Juliana. Her arms and legs were covered in tattoos. I wasn't close enough to see what they were of, but I could see that she was carrying a Loungefly Disney backpack, with a dozen or more small, colourful toys clipped to it. She paid for her food and then left.

Ten minutes later, I hauled myself to my feet and staggered back to work. On my way out of the Hungry Jack's, I saw the woman sitting on her parked scooty puff and eating. It was, as I said, blistering hot so I don't know why she was eating in the car park and not inside. I also saw the scooty puff from the back; on the inside of the machine and dangling from the handlebars were dozens of toys, dozens, clipped to chains and each other. They weren't Beanie Babies either; they were toddler and baby toys, the type you clip to the sides of a bassinet.

It was such a bizarre sight that I wish I could have stopped and taken a photo, but she could see me in her mirrors so I had to walk on.

She was definitely... something.

 

[Dumcumpster]

As a teenager I worked in the local chain grocery store and over the span of about 3 years there was an old woman, presumably the grandma, and a young man, maybe early 20s at the time that would come in once a week. Grandma was in the range of maybe 400+ while early on the guy was at least 350+. As the years progressed, they wwnt from both walking around the store with the buggy, then grandma got in the scooter, and by the time I finished my time there, both of them were riding in those scooters. The guy had probably gained more than 100+ lbs. And grandma stayed about the same. It was interesting to watch happen and I would always be excited to see them to see just how much bigger they got.

Also in the same store this massive Mexican kid would walk around and blare his shitty music while he headphones wrapped around his neck. Like cmon dude I know your not excersicing and your music sucks so leave please.

 

[Jacinda Ardern IRL]

As a teenager I worked in the local chain grocery store and over the span of about 3 years there was an old woman, presumably the grandma, and a young man, maybe early 20s at the time that would come in once a week. Grandma was in the range of maybe 400+ while early on the guy was at least 350+. As the years progressed, they wwnt from both walking around the store with the buggy, then grandma got in the scooter, and by the time I finished my time there, both of them were riding in those scooters. The guy had probably gained more than 100+ lbs. And grandma stayed about the same. It was interesting to watch happen and I would always be excited to see them to see just how much bigger they got.

Also in the same store this massive Mexican kid would walk around and blare his shitty music while he headphones wrapped around his neck. Like cmon dude I know your not excersicing and your music sucks so leave please.

Since you were at the grocery store - spill the beans - what kind of stuff were they buying? Do you remember any shocking details?

 

[Dumcumpster]

@JacindaArdenIRL Hmmmm.... it has been quite a while but I don't think there was anything to shocking. Some of the more expected stuff of a slackjawed fats. A LOT of ice cream bars, a ton of TP, pre-made meals. I don't ever remember them buying any ingredients to cook with. No vegetables or fruit. But if I'm remembering correctly the grandma always bought adult diapers and they also always got a good amount of buttermilk.

The grandson was definitely slow whenever you saw his face you could tell that there wasn't a lot behind those eyes. Honestly just his slow progression to the level of fatness he achieved over that period of time was a wonder to behold. I remember thinking every time I saw them walk into the store "is today gonna be the day he gets on the scooter?"

 

[Executive Petrel]

Out of curiosity, I looked up my former roommate on Instagram and she's even fatter now. Her account is also hilariously filled with all kinds of "healthy living" and "getting back in shape" stuff.

They are always getting back in shape tomorrow