Morbid Facination

I've just spent the last 10 minutes staring out the front window of our store at the giant man that occupies the bus stop seat on the other side of the street.

He's huge. I'm talking morbidly obese. Almost at the stage where he doesn't leave the house because he can't. I watched a show on TLC about these kinda people. It was thoroughly interesting. What I can't figure out is how a person gets that huge. Is it genetics? Is it depression? Overeating? Poor food choices in general?

He's filling his face with fries from the chip wagon that parks around the corner from the store. It's a train wreck to watch... horrifying yet impossible to pull away from. The way he eats, it's mesmerizing...

We have a series of "regulars" outside our store... all with "appropriate" nicknames like Gutman (pretty self explanatory...) Jabba (the man I just was describing) and Emaciated Horseface (this twig of a chick that walks around in thrift store skimpy clothing)... not to mention the stream of literal crackheads that occupy the bench around the corner from the store (right in front of the chip wagon).


I'm pretty sure I'm going to hell for saying all the things I have....