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

[Sonalee Rashitwar]

I had a coworker who was probably 5’2” and at least 400 pounds. This was an easy entry level job that anyone with our shared qualifications could do.

Shared office spaces and on my first day I had the horrible luck to have to sit next to her. She smelled like Combos cheese snacks and mildew, and used a mobility scooter whenever she wasn’t in her one office chair.


Her physical self and all of her desktop clutter of snacks, a fan, et cetera, took up more than her share of allotted desk space and I barely had room for anything (long table style desk with attached computer terminals).


She would frequently take more than her share of office snacks, eat while working and get crumbs everywhere, fall asleep at her desk, and read one of those punditry news websites that are so partisan they’re not really news at all instead of working. She didn’t wash her hands after using the restroom because that would mean having to additionally get up out of her scooter. One day, there was a big snowstorm, and the next day everyone was talking about their troubles getting home. It took this coworker four hours by bus and several delays to get home, and the bus was stuck for an hour and a half. She complained and then proceeded to say that she had really needed to go to the bathroom but the city buses had no bathroom. Don’t recall exact phrasing but she basically implied she pissed herself because of the delay.


So annoying. For a time, some of my office mates and I used and spoke a foreign language for work matters, and we would talk shit in that language.


This woman was so obnoxious and unhealthy that she actually kickstarted my own health journey. Unfortunately my first attempt at that didn’t stick, but this one has. If I feel like overeating I just remember this coworker. So, thanks, I guess.


Not really a specific encounter here, but I was honestly saddened when living in the UAE to see how fat they were getting and how horrifically fast it was all happening. The creep of multinational food corporations is horrifying and the people are the result.

 

[space man]

@Liber Nihil I'm glad your friend was able to lose the weight. She was born into a hard set of circumstances to overcome. It really speaks to her will power and determination to not only lose the fat but keep it off. I hope she will be able to find a donor and live as close to a normal life as she can. Good luck, Farmer Friend.

 

[CobraPlissken]

Just remembered a few more deathfats I knew.

Spoiler: nice guy who missed his wls because his dad died

The first is a guy in his thirties I'd see often in local rock concerts. He was as warm, kind-hearted and likable as he was huge — he'd hug everyone he knew, men and women alike as if they were close friends he hadn't seen in years (and you'd bounce back a bit as if you were pushed against an upright mattress or something). Once in the mosh pit he tripped and fell over me but thankfully, the other guys around him helped us out so no one got hurt, but it was scary at the time, I thought I was going to suffocate or break something. He was also surprisingly active - he played in an amateur rugby team, rescued stray dogs and acted as the caretaker of his elderly relatives.

He had weight loss surgery scheduled a few years ago on his dad's insurance, but after waiting for nearly one year for the surgery, the old man died just a couple days before the surgery and because of that, he lost the coverage and wasn't able to get the surgery, as his family is poor and they can't pay out of pocket. He took that as a "sign" that it wasn't his fate to become thin, and still lives the same way — except he got a loving girlfriend in the meantime and they got engaged recently.

Happy to report 5 years later he finally got WLS and is on the mend!

 

[often puzzled]

This is minor, but I visited a historic city recently, one with lots of narrow walkways and such. I was approaching a corner with my companion when a large woman on a scooter shot out from behind the wall. She was in the scooter, and a large-but-not-as-big man (likely her husband) was just behind her. She clipped my companion with the handlebar thingie (grip? handle?), but we both jumped back in time to avoid any real damage.

She was going way too fast on that thing for the narrow city area; it's congested, with tons of people everywhere. The real kicker, though, was that she barked at us-- the pedestrians on foot-- to "watch it," and her fat companion also snapped at us. It was a lot of rudeness and entitlement from someone who can't even waddle down a city street.

 

[bliblblblbbllb]

There is a couple I see around the buses sometimes. Both are morbidly obese, but only the woman catches your eye as a "wow that person is fat" person, here in the US.
The man pushes the woman in a double-width transport wheelchair, the sort a hospital lobby might have. Her stomach overflows and her legs are like.... ice cream cone shaped? Giant round fat blobs over the knee, then thick trucks, and then a cuff toward her ankles, but it still goes straight down, doesn't taper. She always has a backpack on the back of the wheelchair and I can tell it's not easy for the man to push it. Even though the man is a Big Boy, like over 6ft but also morbidly obese, but probably just like 300lbs, where the woman is probably more like 375 and only 5ft3ish or so.

She always gets out of the wheelchair and walks onto the bus, then they fold the wheelchair and she sits on the disabled seating where, on my bus, it's like a bench 3x the width of a normal seat. And the man just holds the bus loops and has the wheelchair in front of him.
I'm not giving them any shit for her being able to walk but also using a wheelchair because I absolutely believe she can barely walk. It is better to be supermorbidly obese and go through these steps than to be bedbound or housebound.

The part where it gets weird is the way they talk to each other. She is always shitting on him verbally. Just calling him worthless, saying she's tired and hot, saying she wants to go home, saying they still need to do XYZ. I have heard her bitch him out for an entire 30 minute bus route, and was still going after they got off the bus and started away, him literally pushing her wheelchair. The man looks like an absolute SSRI or antipsychotic zombie, IYKYK. I would put money that neither of them are really sympathetic characters.

It is just the sort of people that stick in your mind, you know?

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She wasn't particularly fat, but I also worked with a Mexican woman once who was just freakishly gross in ways that would simply be unthinkable for a white man or even a white woman. Strange personal stories about "My body isn't like it was before menopause, I used to have perky boobs, now my boobies are like pancakes, I should tuck them into my pants!" (Said in front of clients and children, unrelated to anything going on.), and farting and all those sorts of "I ate too much cheese so now I'm gonna blow up that toilet!" comments. The longer I was around her I realized she was legitimately some sort of low-grade psychopath. She told a story about moving house and her dog being inconvenient so she just left the dog behind and it all clicked that she was exactly the type of person who would do that.

Management loved her because she was like a "fiesty mexican" like literally she felt like an IRL token character. She could do no wrong in their eyes. She was unproductive as shit but it was like she lived in another reality.

 

[Blue Miaplacidus]

This is sort of a double whammy, I just had a case of drone rage by a deathfat. A little backstory; I have been building and flying a lot of FPV quads of all sizes, and racing tinywhoops. Today, like every day I was out flying, and I am pretty considerate of people. I don't fly anything excessively loud or big around strangers. Most people are curious and ask the assortment of standard questions; how high, how much, does it have a camera, where did you get it, can I try it. I usually chat them up and let them use my spare goggles to watch me fly. Well today, no dads in cargo shorts to educate but a giant deathfat larger and taller than Chantal, who coincidentally had a fucking selfie stick and was in a video chat with some kind of nigger. She flipped the fuck out and was berating and threatening me, she was going to call "the authorities", so I offered her my phone to make the call. When I did that she screamed and turned to waddle away quickly but fell flat on her face. Which of course caused me to burst out laughing. I called her a retard and went about my business.

Not even sure why she was bothered, I was flying on the other side of the park from her, easily 100 meters away, and the quad I was flying is nearly silent, a whisper is louder than it. She just came waddling up, beat red covered in sweat very angry that I was existing in the park.

 

[Token Faggot]

A couple of sightings I can recall from over the years. I do regular lap swimming like a couple of kms every day, and you .... see things. Things that cannot be unseen

First was from a few years ago, at a pool I dont use now since I've moved across town. Most pools here have a water walking lane, and its often next to the lane I am in as I'm not particularly fast. At this pool there were a few old car tyre inner tubes available to use as flotation aids. One time I'm swimming and I see this very large woman using what I thought was a inner tube from a tractor or truck tyre, far larger than the usual ones. As I got closer I realised that she wasnt using a tube at all, she was just wearing a black one piece swim suit.... and she was ginormous, easy qualifier for my 600 pound life. Never saw her again as I changed pools shortly after

Second was three ladies I used to see quite often at my usual pool, I'll call them 300, 400 and 500, since that would be what I would have guessed their weights at. 300 and 400 were sisters in their 20's and 500 the mother, she was in her 40's maybe early 50's. I'd see the three of them in the spa pool and in the casual swimming lane, although I dont think much swimming was happening. The highlight would be seeing them get out of the pool, there are three steps set into the side of the pool at each end with substantial steel handrails either side. The usual procedure was that 500 would exit first, assisted from below by 300 and 400 pushing from below. Once 500 was out, which could take a few minutes, 400 was next up, assisted by 300 pushing from below, once 400 was out 300 could get herself out unassisted although by no means easily

All three of them wore skimpy two piece bikini style swimsuits. It was..... not attractive

We have almost as much of an obesity problem down under as the US does, and we're closing in fast