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Random Topics, Stage 4. (Diagnosed and Treated by The Humbly Strategic Boredom-Fending Suggestions Dwelling Within The Mind Of A 15th Dimensional Guttersnipe.)
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Matty gone fatty

That was the chant that all the school kids chanted when he started 7th grade. Even though it had been years since he graduated college with his coding degree, that chant was something that he never forgot. It was not even that good of a chant, it was only that line "matty gone fatty" repeated over and over again.

During the summer before he started 7th grade, his family had a few deaths, two grandparents and a stillbirth, her name was going to be Alice. Alice Stone. Matthew Stone dealt with these deaths the same where that his parents did. He ate, and ate. By the time that school started, he had gained more than 66 pounds than when he finished 6th grade. He kept that fat until he started working out during his second year at college. He had taken a health class that semester, it probably helped a lot and probably would have helped a lot more if he had not started drinking. Drinking was his coping method now, a method that he was trying to quit.

"Thank you, my name is Matthew Stone," said Matty Fatty.

"Thank you Matthw Stone" the group said. Then the next guy started talking. His name was Albert Fintt. "Hi Albert Fintt" everyone in the group said. Then he started talking.

Ha, ha, Matty gone fatty. That was going to stay on Fredrick's mind for a while. It was a funny line. The chant kept going on in Fredrick's mind. It was more entertaining than what Albert was saying. The rest of the AA meeting went on uneventful with Fredrick mostly laughing to himself with the chant. He skipped his turn when it came time for him to talk, like always. The only reason he came was because his parents made it a requirement for staying at their place. He loved having to stay at his parent's place, but they offered it rent free as he recovered from his drinking problem. The problem that got him fired from his coding job when he came into work while drunk. He got fired while his coworkers, who were as high as pike's peak eating their special weed brownies, were kept on. He even heard that one of them got promoted. The boss's son. He knew there was a word for that, but he did not know the word for it. The word for when someone at work elevates a family member of friend instead of someone actually competent.

"Fredrick, did you have some thing you wanted to say. You look like you are thinking really hard." Fredrick had to look around for who spoke. It was the group lead, he could remember the guy's name. It might have been Mr Vlinntt.

"Oh, no sorry." Fredrick said. "I was just trying to think of what a specific would was.What do you call it, when.. when some one promotes or hires someone just because they are related or friends."

The group members looked around at each other, Matty Fatty was just stareing at the ground with his head in his hands. He was probably thinking about getting a late night snack on his way home. Then Albert spoke up. "Nepotism. I think the word you are thinking about is nepotism." Yep, that was it. He thanked him, telling that it was just something he had on his mind.

"Do you want to talk about? You never have spoken before at these meetings, this is kind of a break through," Mr. Vlinntt said.

Fredrick replied back. "No I don't think so, you continue on." He motioned for the last guy to continue.

Ha, Matty gone fatty, that was funny.

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