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

[Mall Goth]

I used to work a job where I interacted with numerous deathfats on a frequent basis, but there was one in particular who holds a special place in my memory. He was about four hundred pounds and came to my workplace once or twice a month, and every time my coworkers and I saw him walk through the door we would share a look of mutual horror because each of us feared that we'd be the unlucky one who would have to speak to him. He was far more polite and amicable than many of our other dysfunctional patrons, but we all did our best to avoid him like the plague because of the appalling, putrid stench he emitted.

He smelled much, much worse than the homeless drug addicts we saw who slept outdoors and hadn't bathed in God knows how long. I've yet to encounter anyone who smelled as rank as he did, and I pray that I never will. He smelled like an unholy conglomerate of body odor, dirty socks, sweat, and shit. Just thinking about it makes me feel nauseous. The entire time I worked there I don't think he ever once took a shower. His hair was incredibly greasy and clumpy, and his clothes looked like they were practically disintegrating on him. Having to speak to him face-to-face was an eye-watering experience considering you could smell him from several feet away. I had zero desire to hurt his feelings since he was always nice to me and I suspect he may have been at least mildly retarded, so I tried to act normal when we spoke but I'm sure he could tell that I was as horrified by him as everybody else was.

It was exceedingly difficult to maintain a smile and polite conversation while trying not to vomit, so eventually every time he came in I either claimed to be busy or pretended that I had to go the bathroom and hid there until he was gone. We had a high employee turnover rate so there was often someone new to pawn him off on. I quit working there long ago, but the memory of his stench remains as vivid as ever. Sometimes I find myself wondering what happened to him and if he's still alive or if he succumbed to whatever issues he had that made him think it was acceptable to live the way he did.

 

[vanilla_pepsi_head]

I don't like legal overreach into workplaces, but I'm open to the idea that office food-pushers are committing harassment based on "disability or perceived disability" (already illegal). They'll claim they think someone has an eating disorder if they dont eat the office snack slop, so that means they're harassing based on that federally-protected category of disabilty.
Don't love bullies. Just because they're pushing you around with a smile on their faces, doesn't mean they're not bullying you.

Co-workers should respect personal boundaries. And don't buy that "I'm just concerned about you!" bullshit either. They don't actually think you're starving because you refuse to eat Doritos all day.

It is really something how so many fatasses have the audacity to project their own insecurities on everyone else because their ego can't cope with being in a room with someone less obese than they are. I've never known alcoholics, drug users, smokers, or any other group to be so blatant and aggressive with their crab bucket mentality. Nobody ever calls out how fucked up it is to not just concern themselves so much with another person's eating habits but somehow take them personally.

Spoiler: whiny kvetching vent

I fucking hate that, it's so irritating. For a while a few months back every time I'd arrive at work each day I'd have to listen to two of my coworkers basically tag-team me with a bunch of comments how I look like absolute death, seem to be dropping way too much weight, bombarding me with interrogation about my eating habits, being nosy about what I'm doing for lunch, etc. I've briefly mentioned to a few coworkers that I have a health issue but typically prefer not to discuss it or really bring it up unless I absolutely have to (like if my boss is getting shitty at me for not working through my break when I very much need it, having trouble with certain tasks, whatever). Just, Christ, shut up, I really don't think you actually want to know the gnarly details about my digestive tract trying to turn itself inside out, and I don't particularly want to disclose them. Yes I look like shit today, thank you, I am aware, your concern is noted, there has to be something more exciting to gossip about. I'm not proud of it but I regularly brought up politics by throwing out an inflammatory comment just so they'd start talking about anything else.

It's back under control now so they've eased off a bit, but of course the 2-3 people on my ass were all the overweight ones, and despite how histrionic they were about how I looked like a POW and shit, the kicker is that I was barely borderline underweight at absolute worst. It was miserable enough struggling to do my fucking job while working around some pretty inconvenient symptoms as discreetly as possible, having to face the Lardass Inquisition about the resulting weight fluctuations on top of that is the opposite of helpful. If I peppered in rude comments about how flabby their arms are looking or suggested they try to get on Ozempic or it's no wonder they've visibly gained weight at the rate they hoover down snacks during downtime, that'd be unacceptable, right?

Fuck, I'm the last person to try and squeal to HR over fucking kindergarten shit and everyone knows it, but I really should memorize the relevant snippet of the Ontario Human Rights legislation to rattle off and hopefully shut everyone up immediately in case it ever happens again.

My friend at work called me downstairs to see this spectacular sacral ulcer on a deathfat. We got her flipped over, and all you see is a scarce amount of red and black tissue muscle tissue, but tons of yellow fat, and maggots. It was the worst smell of my life. I am sure I picked up a bacterial infection by breathing near it, because the next day, I was feverish and vomiting.

He wanted help washing it out before she got intubated and we had a little time while she hollered through her bipap, weirdly strapped down so she couldn't fight us. It was the worst smell of my life.

Oh God. Bless people like you who can do the hands-on stuff, not all heroes wear capes. Despite having much of the requisite background I had to admit that I was not med school material, and in fact nothing will ever desensitize me to IRL gore and other gross shit to pursue any career with a lot of hands-on patient care in any capacity. I'm dry heaving and puking the whole day if someone so much as shits themselves in my vicinity, so I don't consider it abnormal for something like that to make you ill afterwards.

I don't really care if a fatty needs a chair to get around the crowds, it's a lot of walking, but cover your nasty feet you disgusting oinker.

Out in public I regularly see wheelchair hamplanets with no socks or shoes on. Usually it's because their gross, bloated, purple, crusty, diabetic feet are so swollen and painful and the nails so gnarled that they're afraid putting on a sock would hurt like hell and possibly result in opening large supporating ulcers or having a couple toes rot right off. It almost never fails that these people have at least one bag of chips, large soda, or some kind of fast food bags/cartons on their person. Not only is it gross for the obvious reasons but it makes me uncomfortable to even look at people who are that shameless about the fact they've totally given up.

It's a more spicy version of a Dorito, originating in Mexico I think. Bag of red powdered, spicy corn chips shaped like tiny flautas.

I'm not sure if this is a hot take or not but Takis are hot garbage. I'm saying that as a big fan of tortilla chips with salsa, guac, or queso, and nachos of any description. I don't mind the occasional Dorito either. Had high expectations of Takis due to their popularity but it's like eating over-seasoned drywall.

 

[Snusmumriken]

I honestly wouldn't mind so much if I was allowed to sit down at that same bar and flagrantly shoot up while also smoking marijuana and ordering a hooker on my phone. But for some reason, the disruptive behaviour of deathfats is acceptable to society and the deathfats themselves seem to honestly think they are different from a public junkie or alcoholic.

It really is like watching someone get drunk/high off their ass in public. Stumbling around, stinking like shit, and there’s that freaky look in their eyes when they’re indulging, like they don’t feel anything at all but if you try to take it away from them they’ll fuck you up.

I think the issue is that junkies and drunks have been around since the beginning of time. No one in their right mind would say out loud, “so what if she’s on crack? It’s her body, not yours. She’s beautiful and valid uwu”. It took a minute for the USA to get to the point where food addiction could even be possible for the major population, so people mistake it for a “hot button issue” and not the blatantly obvious drain on society that it is. You can’t deny that it’s uncomfortable for a child to watch daddy wolf down three large pizzas, or a table having to split the bill with someone who ordered twice as much as the entire party put together. It’s obviously not as much of a danger to society as drugs and alcohol (as far as I know nobody ever crashed their car because their gut was in the way), but it has done some real damage to our culture.

 

[Dr. Butt]

(as far as I know nobody ever crashed their car because their gut was in the way

i refuse to believe this hasn't happened yet

 

[Texas Pete's w1lly]

Oddly enough, I work at a bakery and don't see too many deathfats so they tend to stand out in my memory. I'm sure in large part (lol) this is because we're a city location with little to no parking options, and yannow, walking n shit - takes effort. We deliver so I imagine the real porkers use that. Some come in, and they always order to the max naturally. There's a collective sigh from all of us when they come in and 9x/10 their teeth are barely existent cos hygiene is hard I guess.

The saddest thing I've had to see is a particular family who comes in. All of them are f a t, but more to the point, this poor child and youngest of the bunch is MASSIVE. I'm a clean 5'9" and normal BMI. I only say this because not only is this poor child MAYBE 5' but easily outweighs me, and probably by 100lbs. No way he's older than 10yo.
The first time they came in he could barely hobble up the steps and even pick his feet up to cross the threshold. He came in and inspected our chairs (which admittedly are not child friendly and also incredibly uncomfortable because they're tall and backless). He then asked if he could sit outside on the steps because the AT MOST five minute wait for the sweets they ordered, which were baked and simply needed packed, was taking too long.
Kid literally looks like Willy Wonka's Violet after the swelling and he needed to be popped any minute.


I've never felt so awful and horrified in my life. They've come in a few other times and he just looks terribly uncomfortable. It should be child abuse to let a child get that large and live that way.

 

[Snusmumriken]

i refuse to believe this hasn't happened yet

The only reason I think it hasn’t happened yet is because fatties are way too lazy to drive. Think about how much it must hurt to fit in that compact space at their size. If you can barely lift your arms enough to take a shower, you’re not going to keep your hands on the wheel for an extended period of time. Fat people are so used to people feeding them/driving them/quite literally wiping their ass that they end up looking (and acting) like giant toddlers. ALR is a great example of this. A common sentiment you hear on My 600lb Life is “even sitting hurts,” and with DoorDash/Ubereats/fat fetishists at the ready to porken them up from the comfort of their own home, they ain’t going anywhere unless TLC gives them that sweet sweet dough(nut money).

 

[Clotso Coof]

seeing a mega obeso in public, thinking they're a mess, and then suddenly they perform some incredible feat that makes you reconsider judging them

A megaobese crazy guy sang Italian opera songs in public when I was walking by. I mean, this fat fucker was AMAZING!!

But he was almost entirely naked, save a tiny beige silky thing that might have been mens underwear in a too-small size? I don't know, I didn't dare look. This was in the financial district of a major city, so it was 50 guys in business suits walking by 400 lb Naked Pavarotti.

He was so incredibly talented. I would've have stood there listening for an hour if he wasn't batshit crazy.

deathfats themselves seem to honestly think they are different from a public junkie or alcoholic

This is what kills me about modern America. Drink a bottle of wine on your own couch at 11am because it's your day off so who cares? "Drunk bitch! You must stop!" Railing a line of cocaine in your hotel room once a year when you go to Las Vegas? "Drug abuse! Go to jail!"

Eat like Chantal all day, everyday, including in public? Get so fucking fat you can't walk down the aisle of an airplane without rubbing your gunt and ass on passengers on both sides? "A-OK, just a chubby gorl. Don't be fatphobic! Who are you to judge?"

as far as I know nobody ever crashed their car because their gut was in the way

I'll bet tons of irresponsible Type 2 diabetics have crashed when they ate enough sugar/simple carbs to get to 400 blood glucose. Cops even ask drivers in one-car accidents if they are diabetic or have medical issues that could have caused the crash.

If you crash a car because you're intoxicated on any substance, including legal pain killers, you're fucked. But you can be as irreponsible with blood sugar as possible and it's still a winning excuse in court. "It was a medical condition! I can't help it!"

I work at a bakery and don't see too many deathfats

Bizarrely, food addicts don't seek actual quality food. Deathfats would rather pound down Dollar Store "pastries" than get real bakery goods. Little Debbie is being kept in business by people who claim they love tasty food.

 

[deputydogshit2.0]

While we don’t know if any fatties have crashed a car due to gunts interfering with steering, I know of a couple of accidents that occurred due to a fat slob eating (one was a bag of French fries from McDicks, and the other was a bag of Hostess mini donuts) stuff that was on the passenger seat. They were using one hand to steer, one hand to shovel food in and lost control of their vehicles. Victimless addiction, my ass.

 

[Imp]

(as far as I know nobody ever crashed their car because their gut was in the way), but it has done some real damage to our culture.

Way back in olden times I worked with a proto death fat. He was probably no more than 5ft 5in and completely round. I would guesstimate over 300 ell bees. When he drove one of the site sedans he had to put the seat all the way back so he could get his gunt under the steering wheel. One day he broke one of my fancy ergonomic chairs and the one of the general lab techs came round to collect it for failure analysis because safety. While he was there he was cracking jokes about fat Lloyd, breaking the chair, mocked his driving position etc. It became quite heated but really funny and was a story to tell in hushed tones around the lab. Which reminds me of another story about the lab tech but it doesn't belong here hmmm

 

[LonesomeDud]

Went to local Big and Tall store for some casual ogrewear. Saw pooner who had over a hundred elbees on me, but a good foot and change shorter mad because she couldn't find pants her size and would need something aggressively tailored. Infuriated my girl by stage whispering, "Look! Look! You're not looking! Look!" a few times. What's this little deathblob of a pooner going to do? Beat us up? I'm pretty sure I can outrun her, and you girls wanted equality and feminism so bad, so time to step up!

 

[Roland TB-303]

Was walking into the supermarket behind a pajeeta blimp with a trolley who was already annoying because she was having a loud conversation on speaker phone. She stops dead in her tracks in the middle of the automatic doors to play with her phone with no way passed. Their addictions are a burden on everyone, not just themselves.

 

[Flaming_Barghast]

Worked my side job last night. Firehouse benefit show.
Was a family of 4. Parents both over 300 and under 5'6" tops and kids had to be under 10 years old and close to 150lbs each.
Heard the dad as he walked back to their seats saying how "I just dropped 30 bucks on yalls food better eat it all" To the kids. Look and see the mom coming back with a walmart bag packed with hotdogs and hamburgers wrapped in foil.
Between stuff I watched and counted. Two kids under 10 at 12 hot dogs and 10 burgers total.
The mom made 3 trips to the snack stand to get food and drinks for her and the husband.

Worst part was it was raining off and on outside all day and night. Event was held in the area the firetrucks are parked.
So no AC and the big bay doors being openn just made it more humid.
Which meant the huge ass lardplanet crowd,was 140 tickets sold I was told,before the opening prayer was over smelt like hot shit.


But where else can you make 250 to 350 in cash for what is really 1 hours work and 6 hours of standing around talking to people you see at these events every few weekends.

My 12 year old niece is 170 fucking pounds. I'm horrified, disgusted and appalled by this. I've tried bringing it up multiple times, I KNOW that little girl is getting bowed knees from weight.
unfortunately I don't think she would be considered grossly neglected since we have reservations near me and those kids can be twice her size.

 

[LonesomeDud]

My 12 year old niece is 170 fucking pounds. I'm horrified, disgusted and appalled by this. I've tried bringing it up multiple times, I KNOW that little girl is getting bowed knees from weight.
unfortunately I don't think she would be considered grossly neglected since we have reservations near me and those kids can be twice her size.

Are her parents up for taking her to the doctor? At her age, it may be her thyroid, sexual abuse, or any number of things. 12 year old girls do not eat themselves that big because they like cupcakes.

 

[Flaming_Barghast]

Are her parents up for taking her to the doctor? At her age, it may be her thyroid, sexual abuse, or any number of things. 12 year old girls do not eat themselves that big because they like cupcakes.

My sister is pretty fat herself and so is my brother in law. He is easily pushing 400, I wouldn't be shocked if he was 450. Niece takes his broad barrel chest and then dumps the weight on. I doubt she's sexually assaulted, it wouldn't happen with how busy those girls are with stuff without someone finding out, and god knows my sister would rein hell over for preying on her autistic daughter.
No my niece is just fat. She carries it better than a normal kid her age because she's pretty tall for her age, I'm willing to bet part of it is shes that type of autistic that gets underwhelmed instead of over. So she doesn't feel full cues as strongly, for example.

 

[LonesomeDud]

My sister is pretty fat herself and so is my brother in law. He is easily pushing 400, I wouldn't be shocked if he was 450. Niece takes his broad barrel chest and then dumps the weight on. I doubt she's sexually assaulted, it wouldn't happen with how busy those girls are with stuff without someone finding out, and god knows my sister would rein hell over for preying on her autistic daughter.
No my niece is just fat. She carries it better than a normal kid her age because she's pretty tall for her age, I'm willing to bet part of it is shes that type of autistic that gets underwhelmed instead of over. So she doesn't feel full cues as strongly, for example.

Tough situation. I'm sorry for it.

 

[Snusmumriken]

My 12 year old niece is 170 fucking pounds. I'm horrified, disgusted and appalled by this. I've tried bringing it up multiple times, I KNOW that little girl is getting bowed knees from weight.
unfortunately I don't think she would be considered grossly neglected since we have reservations near me and those kids can be twice her size.

The best thing you can do is just be as kind and supportive as you can to her. At her age, she’s probably got issues that the parents clearly aren’t paying attention to. She’s really not competent enough yet at 12 years old to think ahead about what she’s doing to her body. Don’t attack the symptoms, treat the disease.

 

[Flaming_Barghast]

The best thing you can do is just be as kind and supportive as you can to her. At her age, she’s probably got issues that the parents clearly aren’t paying attention to. She’s really not competent enough yet at 12 years old to think ahead about what she’s doing to her body. Don’t attack the symptoms, treat the disease.

I plan to. What's difficult is my sister revolves their diet around the youngest, whose 6 and notoriously picky. Like won't eat sandwiches picky. She will eat cheese torts, nuggets, and fries, that's it. Maaaybe shrimp.
So it's a lot of fried garbage. I try to make an inbetween since totally healthy food doesn't appeal to either, they don't even like fruit they're so fucking reliant on processed garbage!
I figured out I can pan seer some squash with chicken if I say it's sweet potato, not like they notice the difference. It's SO frustrating and my sisters only rebuttle is "you tried feeding her!"

Yeah, I was picky as fuck too. Know what my mom did? Said I'd stay at the table until I tried it. Not finished, tried. I had times where I was there all night out of stubbornness so it's not like I don't get it, but come the fuck ON, you're just encouraging this picky behavior!

Her little sister is simultaneously independent and demanding of attention, while this niece is very laid back and easy going. Feels like she gets ignored because of it, or gets forced into stuff she doesn't wanna do.
Luckily, I have a rotating sprinkler and chickens, so there's a lot of playing when they visit.

 

[The Un-Clit]

I plan to. What's difficult is my sister revolves their diet around the youngest, whose 6 and notoriously picky. Like won't eat sandwiches picky. She will eat cheese torts, nuggets, and fries, that's it. Maaaybe shrimp.
So it's a lot of fried garbage. I try to make an inbetween since totally healthy food doesn't appeal to either, they don't even like fruit they're so fucking reliant on processed garbage!
I figured out I can pan seer some squash with chicken if I say it's sweet potato, not like they notice the difference. It's SO frustrating and my sisters only rebuttle is "you tried feeding her!"

Yeah, I was picky as fuck too. Know what my mom did? Said I'd stay at the table until I tried it. Not finished, tried. I had times where I was there all night out of stubbornness so it's not like I don't get it, but come the fuck ON, you're just encouraging this picky behavior!

Her little sister is simultaneously independent and demanding of attention, while this niece is very laid back and easy going. Feels like she gets ignored because of it, or gets forced into stuff she doesn't wanna do.
Luckily, I have a rotating sprinkler and chickens, so there's a lot of playing when they visit.

My youngest tried that 'i'm not gonna eat this, i don't like it' shit when she was 4 or so. The solution was simple. put the same food as everyone else in front of her, ignoring the tears and wailing, until hunger drove her to eat. No one is going to die without food for a few days as long as they stay hydrated and no little kid is going to last more then a couple days before those broccoli florets in cheese start to look a whole lot tastier. The whole thing was over and forgotten in 2 weeks from start to end.

Giving in to little kids on this or any childish demands is how you raise fat, unhealthy entitled blobs. It's not showing love to give in, it's showing weakness. Reward behavior that deserves it, not demands it.

 

[Umaibae]

My 12 year old niece is 170 fucking pounds. I'm horrified, disgusted and appalled by this. I've tried bringing it up multiple times, I KNOW that little girl is getting bowed knees from weight.
unfortunately I don't think she would be considered grossly neglected since we have reservations near me and those kids can be twice her size.

Sadly, my niece is turning 13 soon and is exactly the same. Maybe 150lbs, but well on her way. Either way, she’s a child who weighs more than I do.

My fucking idiot sibling and their spouse have allowed her to eat absolute crap her entire life because neither can be assed to actually parent correctly. She was picky as a toddler, and instead of doing the right thing and denying her shit she wanted and asked for, they gave into her whims.

Almost 13 and here is her diet: chocolate sprinkle donuts; pasta with butter only; chicken nuggets; cheese pizza. No fruit. No vegetables. Nothing else but what I’ve written. Apparently, she had a crying fit and had to leave a sleepover because the dad made hamburgers. She pouts and cries on holidays when our family cooks our traditional ethnic food. She gets microwaved pizza instead of some of the best food my family makes.

She isn’t autistic. Smart kid, plays soccer and is in her school band. She’s just coddled. Sibling’s spouse insists the doctor says she’s “healthy.” Not for long.

 

[Clotso Coof]

Sibling’s spouse insists the doctor says she’s “healthy.”

The doctor probably says something like: "She's healthy for now, but she's at the 99 percentile in weight to height for her age. That puts her in the morbidly obese catagory and here's a list of dangers to her health..." But bad parents ignore everything other than obvious injuries.

I bet she has bad dental health and the parents don't want to address that either.