LOL, reminds me of my college job. I was a waiter at an Italian Restaurant/take out place in Long Island, dude all of us were bombed out of our minds but functional a good chunk of the time. It's monkey work you could do without being very mentally engaged. Ah, the good old days when we used to go back behind the building and smoke up then wash off with Listerine and Febreeze before the evening rush. As for fat people, they disgust me. Those big watery eyes fatties get that remind me of a cow always makes me laugh. The worst part are the fat chicks who hit on you though. As if I who spend so much time working out would ever even be seen with someone who's idea of caring for themselves is hair and make up ... ever notice fat chicks really do up the hair and make up? LOL. As for fighting a fat opponent, same rules apply, except you usually have a small amount of time more than usuall because they have to move their bulk. It's still about moving and finding the angle though. Oh, and strikes to the midsection are not as effective, go for the legs.