I WANT MY CAKE!

I have never seen an grown overweight/obese woman cry for cake in the laundromat. I find it quite humorous and sad at the same time.

Here is a bit of information about this lady, this way you could get an idea of what I'm talking about.

She is about 5'8" and over 300 pounds. When she walks, she waddles and when she waddles, it takes her 4 minutes to get from the front of the laundromat to the back (I'm not exaggerating either... I counted because I was bored and curious). It takes her 20 minutes to put clothes in the wash and it is irritating because she takes her sweet ass time. Its irritating to watch someone take their sweet time because I am so used to doing things quick so I can get it out of the way. No joke, this lady will come into the laundromat at 1pm and leave at 7pm. She only has 3 loads of laundry.... Please explain to me why it takes so friggin long to do 3 loads? Within 6 hours, I could complete a day's worth of work and my own. What the hell!? Even her husband has asked me why she takes so long and I did not have an answer. He can't even understand why.

One day, she was taking too long and her husband came to the laundromat to see why she was taking that long. She was eating tuna from a can with crackers and he yanked it away from her and started to question her. She didn't have an answer and he yells at her "IF YOU DON'T HURRY UP, NO SLICE OF BIRTHDAY CAKE FOR YOU!" She started to cry and say how much she wanted that slice and that he wasn't being fair. I was laughing behind the door and I assume everyone else doing their laundry was staring. I know I would. So she cried for cake and then they argued. He then asked for ten dollars and she refused to give him the ten. That is when she lost her privilege for eating the cake the whole day, which ended up being a chocolate cake.

She cried for 20 minutes. For cake. Wait, wait... this is more important... CHOCOLATE CAKE.

Moral of the story, don't let cake be your weakness.