As the doors to the subway car open, a large woman waddles on, Her whistle and laboratory card lanyard resting on the gentle slope of her chest. Her belly misses the sides of the subway doors by a few inches. Her hand grabs a pole before lowering herself into the bench seat. She looks a little winded and deep in thought.

"This relief makes all that trouble worth it..."

She lets out a sigh of relief as the pressure is relieved from her knees.