Thursday, April 11, 2013
When is less really more?
When you're sharing about your "healthy lifestyle changes".
I get it. You're excited about the changes you're making and you want to talk about it. There's nothing wrong with that. But for the love of all that's tasty and low-calorie, no one (not even your mom or your spouse or your bestest friend in the whole world) wants to hear about it all the fricking time.
Yes, I'm talking to YOU, the most annoying co-worker (aka co-irker) in the office. Oh, we're all totally aware that you're doing weight watchers. How do we know this? Because you talk about it all the freaking time.
So just stop. STOP saying "How many points is THIS?" every time you're presented with something edible. It's a giant slab of four layer almond torte cake. You want to know how many points it is? Probably too freaking many. So you can either eat it (and starve the rest of the day or just go over or sacrifice a klondike bar to the weight watchers goddess or whatever the hell you do) or you can not eat it. But don't "food guilt" everyone else in the room who are more than happy to eat that piece of cake.
The same goes for any of the food scraps we (the office drones) get tossed by the higher ups after they are done with their catered lunch meetings. It's pizza, that's "junk food" so I'm sure it's a lot of points (or should be). It's a so-rare-it's-nearly-mooing roast beef sandwich with a bag of chips and a cookie. Bet that's going to take a huge bite out of your precious points allotement.
Again, I say. Either eat it or don't. I don't give a rat's puckered @ss. But don't announce loudly to everyone in the cube farm, "OH, that's probably X points," then laugh that irksome makes-you-sound-like-a-serial-
killer laugh of yours.
YOU are why office jobs suck. YOU.
And, quite frankly, you're not helping the weigh watchers cause any. You, with your psychotic number crunching (and proselytizing by proxy) are why folks (and not just my snarky self) think weight watchers is a cult of crazy fatties (and ex-fatties).
Honestly, I'm glad you found something that is working for you and all that jazz, but STOP. Just stop.
Really, folks, my co-irker should be an object lesson for us all no matter what our latest "obsession" is. If you're WAY into whatever it is (really, it doesn't matter) unless the person you are talking to is also WAY into that same thing, that person probably does not want to hear every tiny detail.
And I'd be willing to bet you a five pound weight loss that that person does NOT want to hear about your "diet".