Cube From Hell

[loracs]

K: I’m up to a 32” pant waist.
C: Is that all?
K: What do you mean “is that all”, this is unacceptable! I’ve gained 16 lbs!

Five minutes later K asks me if I like peach cobbler.
“I’m going to order one for all of us, but I’m not going to eat any. I’m going to be good.”

This is after he raved how much he loved the peach cobbler he had on Thanksgiving – and hated himself for eating it.

How screwed up is this.

Comments

[wild-irises.livejournal.com]

Blah. I wish you could come work with me.

[(Anonymous)]

at this point - that's my wish too!

[serenejournal.livejournal.com]

Pretty screwed up. I think this is your opportunity to remind yourself every time this happens how happy you are you escaped from the food-and-fat-are-evil mindset that keeps these people miserable even when there's pleasure staring them in the face.

[auntysocial.livejournal.com]

About as screwed up as it gets. Sorry you have to work in such an environment.

[clever-doberman.livejournal.com]

what about posting a sign from www.bodypositive.com ?

http://bodypositive.com/doorhangers.htm

what do you think the reaction would be?

the other thing is that when asked a question about food, you can say, in as neutral a voice as you can muster, "I prefer not to talk about food at work."

or would this create more alienation?

alternatively, we could round up about 10 fat people to come visit you and be, well, really rowdy!

*HUGS*

[tracytreefrog.livejournal.com]

That is so screwed up. One of the things I liked about our office redo is it took me away from the food obsissive group. Now I just have to deal with what sometimes feels like the constent babbling and pacing of Elmer. I wish I could do something to cheer you up.

[ptor.livejournal.com]

cassidyrose are thinking of you! Sorry that you have to deal with such shit.