I've been underweight for a long time. I'm about right now. But my knees are knackered. Come the end of my 13 hour shift (and about 7 miles of walking and round the home) my knees have had enough. All this rubbish about not being able to get slim because of a joint problem grinds mu gears. I know I can't afford to pile on the pounds because my fragile frame won't allow me. So I'm starting a disability for skinny people called Kariatric after our patron saint Karen Carpenter. We shall be called Karens because we in health call the bariatrics Barry's. That still makes me laugh. "we have allow Barry coming in"
I agree with work making allowances, I suffer badly from the procrastinations and work provides me with internet and a privacy screen!
just remember peeps its not always fooooood that piles on the pounds , remember that whilst swilling and not having active evenings too . I think eating and drinking should be a pleasure not a crime , we will all be disabled one day
"It's medical..." Yes, you have an allergic reaction to cheeseburgers. "I can't exercise cos of my knees..." Yes, it's called downforce fatty.
Ive tried to get fat but it just doesn't work, the more I eat the more I poo. I've been the same weight since I was a teen. This seems to be the opposite if fattys who claim they can't slim down. Am I disabled?
If your big boned(fat) ask your boss for a bigger chair, its your right. Tell him/her the snack machine is to far from your fat ass chair and can it be moved nearer as you can't walk that far, its your right. Tell your boss you'll not be in on Mondays from now on as your ass swells over the weekend due to eating all you can order over the phone, its your right.