The Office Trap
Wednesday, October 03, 2012
I came to the realization that the biggest obstacle to my weight lose plan is not fast food, or sugary treats, or even metabolism. The biggest obstacle is Office Politics.
Last week a co-worker had a birthday. The boss closed the office and everyone went to the co-worker's favorite Mexican restaurant, a place where the lowest calorie option was a less then appetizing salad at 300 calories. I figured it’s a onetime thing; I’ll have what I want. So I chose a burrito with chicken. We got back to the office and at 3pm they announce that everyone was to assemble in the break room to sing Happy Birthday and have cake. And of course, in an office as small as mine if I had stayed behind it would have been noticed. I tried to turn down the cake slice, but literally everyone stopped, looked at me, and insisted that I take it. I either eat the cake or forever be the giant B who refused to celebrate his birthday. Sigh.
Yesterday, I was informed that yet another co-worker will be having a birthday this Thursday, and again they will be closing the office to go to lunch. Luckily, this co-worker is also trying to lose weight, so there will probably not be a cake. Hopefully.
Then this morning we had our Monthly Staff Meeting, which includes Bagels, Cream Cheese, and Juice. I knew this was coming and decided to eat a hearty breakfast so I wouldn’t indulge in 300/400+ calorie bagel. There I am setting through this meeting with the smell of toasting bagels positively drenching the room. By the end of the meeting I was starving, my stomach was even growling. (Seriously, how does that happen? Any other day and that breakfast would have kept me full and happy well into lunch.) The result was, I caved and had half a Rosemary bagel.
This string of incidents made me realize just how much of a trap office life is. You have all the factors for weight gain: captive audience, high stress, low activity, high calories, wide opportunities for grazing, bad lighting, etc. (And we haven’t even hit the season of baked goods and left over candy yet.)
While I am responsible for my own actions and my own self control, it becomes rather difficult when you’re stuck in a room watching 15 other people eating bagels; or the office lunch meetings which usually involves, all you can eat greasy pizza.