Category Archives: Dilemmas

Office Meerkats

Posted in Dilemmas, Food, No Thanks, Peer Pressure, Work by

Free food is great. Free food at work is even better, but sometimes I can’t help but notice that people get a little … crazy … when it comes to food up for grabs at the office.

Everytime I hear someone mention free food in the office, I can’t help but picture little meerkats popping their heads up looking for danger. Everyone seems to pop their heads up from their divided workstations (I wouldn’t call them cubicles) looking to see where/what the food is.

I’ve been able to practise caution when there’s food in the office. Usually, it comes in the form of cake or donuts, and I’ve been able to harness all the willpower inside of me not to have any. I already don’t exercise, and eating cake when I sit on my butt all day does not help. Still, I get asked a millions times, usually by just one particular person in the office, if I had a piece of cake/a donut/ice cream cake.

I’ll tell them, “No, I’m okay,” but that doesn’t seem to be a good enough answer. “Well why don’t you want any? It’s FREE,” they’ll say. “I just don’t feel like any, thanks.” “Why not? It’s not like you’re overweight!” (Umm, thanks, like I didn’t know that.) “I know, I just don’t want any.”

It’s just amusing how people are all vulture like when it comes to free food, but when they have to pitch in a couple bucks or so, they’re not so keen on anything. Me? I just don’t need cake everytime it comes into the office (which is surprisingly often). I even caved to the company barbeque thrown by our new publisher. I wasn’t really going to attend because it was before I actually started work and I didn’t feel like leaving early, but my supervisor convinced me and I did actually enjoy my hot dog.

Am I just being weird? Surely I’m not the only one who doesn’t fall for food everytime it makes a guest appearance at work, right?

Tell me I’m not alone …

Too much of a good thing

Posted in Dilemmas, Friends, Life by

First off, I love my friends. No matter what, they’re always there for me.  I have some of the best girl friends that a person could ask for!

With that being said, I prefer to see my friends every once in a while rather than 3 or 4 times a week. I feel that you have more to talk about and the time is better spent catching up. Two of my best friends are a) Insanely busy with school and b) Lives 12 hours away. I have seen Friend A two or three times since the beginning of the year because she’s an amazingly dedicated student and put her heart and soul into her education, way more than I ever could! I accept that and know that when she has time, we’ll get together. Friend B, well, since she lives so far away and my schedule is crazy, it’s extremely hard to see each other, but when we do, we have the best laughs and times. Not seeing her for such a long period of time makes me appreciate our friendship more when we’re together.

Another friend, Friend C, I see all the time because she’s dating The Roommate. I used to see her every couple weeks or so for coffee dates, and that was fabulous. Now I see her at least 3 times a week and it gets to be a little much. When I’m with my friends I try to be pleasant so I’m not coming off as a bitch. I find myself trying to be pleasant when I don’t want to be. Seeing her more often has made me notice more things that irritate me about her, things that usually wouldn’t bother me because I don’t spend extended amounts of time with her.

I don’t know if I’m just being cranky, but I’m growing tired of seeing her here all. the. time. The Roommate won’t go to her house because she lives with her parents still. I’ve noticed I’m ignoring her more and not playing on our inside jokes anymore. It’s like she’s migrated from being my friend to my roommates girlfriend.

Maybe I’m just being selfish. I quite liked it just being Kyle, Roommate, and I. The other night we went to the UFC fights and she came along too, not because she  enjoys the UFC events, but because she was Roommate’s “arm candy.” She didn’t understand anything and didn’t enjoy the fights.

One day, while she was here, I just went to my room and watched a movie by myself, and it felt amazing. I know she’s not here to see me, so why should I be the one who entertains her while Roommate naps? (Yeah, NAPS) I shouldn’t have to keep her company, especially when I don’t feel like hanging out with anyone.

My question to you, my amazing blogging friends, Am I over reacting? I don’t to seem like a huge beotch, but when I have to be pleasant at both of my jobs, it’s nice to just be alone and not have to have a conversation at home.