Ralph Pootawn: No.

>work at coffee shop
>the north Atlantic plate shifts into the shop
>lumbers up to the till
>I say "Hi ma'am! How can I help you today?
>she replies "Well im on a diet, do I'll have a tea".
>"What size, ma'am?"
>"Extra-large"
>so as im brewing her tea, she lumbers over to a table, and begins unpacking her backpack, which i had failed to notice until now on account of her girth
>here are the contents of her bag: 3 cheeseburgers, 4 cookies, a thingy of grapes, an energy drink (king sized) and a copy of some tabloid (the cover was 'How to lose 30 lbs!')
>tea is done, ask her how she wants it
>MFW she says "6 sugars, 8 cream, a squirt of honey, 1 splenda"
>explain to her how that much will not fit into her cup
> "THEN GET A BIGGER CUP! GAWSH!!"
>after many heated words, I decide to pour her drink into two separate cups evenly
>i call her over to come get it
>"cant you just bring it over here?"
>"no"