NY Post – The owner of a picture-framing shop in Brooklyn fired a worker because he was too fat to fit in the aisles, a lawsuit claims. Seth Bogadanove, 52, of Bath Beach, is suing Frame It In Brooklyn, in Sunset Park, and owner Jerry Greenberg, claiming he was canned after gaining weight because of medication. “Oh, my God! What happened to you? You got so fat!” the suit says Greenberg told Bogadanove after he returned from a leave. “There is no way you can work here at your size,” the boss said, according to court papers filed in Brooklyn Supreme Court on Wednesday. Bogadanove, who suffers from the intestinal disorder Crohn’s disease, told The Post it was discrimination. “I’m incredibly angry, incredibly hurt, incredibly upset. I worked for this guy for 15 years, and this is how he treats me,” he said. Bogadanove, 5-foot-8 and 350 pounds, said he began working at the shop in 1994 as a framer. He left in 2008 over health problems and put on 150 pounds, he said. When his old boss offered him a part-time job in December 2012, he accepted, court papers say. But Bogadanove alleges that when he showed up to work, Greenberg told him to get lost. But Greenberg told The Post he never hired Bogadanove back, only gave him an opportunity to work from home. He called Bogadonove’s story “ridiculous.” “He was sweating, and he couldn’t make it up stairs,” Greenberg recalled. “But that would never come out of my mouth in my wildest dreams.” Bogadanove is seeking back pay with benefits.
Hey Seth I got news for you bro – you’re 5’8 350 with bigger tits than Feitelberg and it looks like you haven’t showered since 1994. You look like Tom Hanks in Castaway after 4 years on a deserted island except you stayed fat as fuck like Hurley from Lost. So guess what? Not only are you not fit to be framing pictures, you basically ain’t fit for life, brotha. You shouldn’t be gainfully employed nor should you be allowed out of the house. Profusely sweating and unable to walk up stairs is when you officially cross into the “too fat to live” category. So forget about framing pictures, fatso. You’re lucky we don’t lock away eyesores like you just to quarantine all The Fats and weed them out of the gene pool.