I've made my views on fat motherfuckers pretty clear here in the past. That being said, there really isn't any difference between this fat fuck's disability and any other disability any of us could end up with that would allow us the same general privileges that hers provides. The only real difference is the nature of the disability itself and all that boils down to is choice.
I have a friend who is currently getting virtually the same "privileges" as this obese woman, except that his disability stems from a major motorcycle accident he was in two years ago. His choosing to get on the motorcycle and drive down a windy mountain road isn't really that much different than this obese woman choosing to have the entire left side of the menu at McDonald's for lunch.
They both are assuming inherent risks with their behavior. Perhaps the extent to which you are given disability payments and extra accommodations should hinge entirely on the risk factor involved with whatever activity it is you engage in that leads to the disability in the first place.
That being said, there are also more and more studies each year that indicate that there is a distinct possibility that a huge factor in someone's weight is genetic in nature and that essentially many people cannot "choose" to not be fat, only the extent to how fat they become. I've even heard of studies raising the possibility of an "obese" gene. Perhaps this woman's disability doesn't even boil down to choice as much as it does chance.
My point is that I don't think that much separates this woman from anyone else collecting disability for a more "legitimate" reason other than her grotesque physical appearance. Maybe I should start a thread lamenting the unfairness involved with giving my friend a handicapped parking space, frequent breaks due to intermittent pain and disability payments because he was stupid enough to drive his motorcycle well in excess of the speed limit on a road he was unfamiliar with.
I'll also say this: it's more than a little pretentious for a woman as beautiful as OctoberGirl to get on here and complain about this fat ass. You're lucky that you don't look like her, OctoberGirl, and you're lucky that you won't have all the escalating health problems that your co-worker will have later in life. I'd choose health and an attractive appearance over less working hours, assisted housing and convenient parking spaces any day.