It's a conspiracy!
Now, I have been busting my a** lately, trying to lose those last few stubborn pounds that found me over the last few months and it hasn't been easy. What makes it even harder is the fact that I work for a company that completely revolves around food. Now, the 25-cent sodas and water are a nice plus, but the spreads that they have in the office on a daily basis are out of control.
Here's a recap:
Monday - stromboli, fresh mozzerella and tomatoes, and salad, courtesy of our chief sales and marketing officer
Tuesday - three dozen Krispy Kremes (the winner of the football pool each week buys breakfast)
Wednesay - barbecue day (yes, I work for a really small company and yes, we have grills outside that people use to cook lunch almost daily)
Thursday - candidate interview day, pizza
And today. One of the guys brought in a sushi platter (?) for lunch.
Then we had a baby shower for one of the guys in the office, and we all pitched in for a gift certificate and a cake. Now, this was no ordinary Costco cake - it was a marble cake, with raspberry filling, whipped cream frosting and buttercream flowers, courtesy of The Vanilla Bean Bakery, one of the yummiest places in the Capital District. I had just a couple of bites, and it was good.
Fast forward two hours. I get a call from the receptionist - there is a package at the front for me. I get to the front desk and what do I see but a giant cookie cake and a dozen cookies from Cookies by Design, courtesy of our PR agency. Good Lord. I brought it right to the kitchen for everyone to share and it took all of my willpower not to indulge, but I didn't. I just ate my South Beach cookies and pretended I was eating something yummy.
One of the guys I work with was telling me that he has gained 30 pounds since he started working here. Thankfully, I have actually lost a few pounds, but it's only because I take my own lunch to work each day and eat almost nothing that anyone brings in.
On a brighter note, one of my other coworkers told me that the holidays are "a real food fest." Lord help me...
Here's a recap:
Monday - stromboli, fresh mozzerella and tomatoes, and salad, courtesy of our chief sales and marketing officer
Tuesday - three dozen Krispy Kremes (the winner of the football pool each week buys breakfast)
Wednesay - barbecue day (yes, I work for a really small company and yes, we have grills outside that people use to cook lunch almost daily)
Thursday - candidate interview day, pizza
And today. One of the guys brought in a sushi platter (?) for lunch.
Then we had a baby shower for one of the guys in the office, and we all pitched in for a gift certificate and a cake. Now, this was no ordinary Costco cake - it was a marble cake, with raspberry filling, whipped cream frosting and buttercream flowers, courtesy of The Vanilla Bean Bakery, one of the yummiest places in the Capital District. I had just a couple of bites, and it was good.
Fast forward two hours. I get a call from the receptionist - there is a package at the front for me. I get to the front desk and what do I see but a giant cookie cake and a dozen cookies from Cookies by Design, courtesy of our PR agency. Good Lord. I brought it right to the kitchen for everyone to share and it took all of my willpower not to indulge, but I didn't. I just ate my South Beach cookies and pretended I was eating something yummy.
One of the guys I work with was telling me that he has gained 30 pounds since he started working here. Thankfully, I have actually lost a few pounds, but it's only because I take my own lunch to work each day and eat almost nothing that anyone brings in.
On a brighter note, one of my other coworkers told me that the holidays are "a real food fest." Lord help me...
posted by Daisy | 7:17 PM
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