Greetings from Crock-pot island!
Today the island is quiet. There are no pounds of greenish-grey hot dogs dutifully steaming away in a nearby conference room. No, not today.. but there is talk of not one but TWO more events being planned. Yuck. I’m over it. I dealt with the SuperBowl – that’s enough.
St. Patrick’s Day is next week and then Spring! That means the customer service bandwagon is circling for a McShamrock themed food day on the 17th and then a “make your own taco day” in celebration of Spring on the 21st.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I love me some tacos. I mean LOVE me some tacos.. but why are they planning two fatty events within 48 business hours between them? More over, what is so vernal about tacos? Shouldn’t we save those for Cinco de Mayo or something?
In reference to the St. Patrick’s themed event.. I get this one a bit more. There are Shamrock shake cupcakes and Irish soda bread and some sort of Irish “nut dessert” – I’m not sure if I want to know what’s going on with that – but there is no mention of corned beef and cabbage! What? That doesn’t even make sense. That’s the one thing I want on St. Mick’s day – in addition to about two gallons of Guinness, of course – and it’s not on the menu at all. So, I got to thinking.. I want that, but I don’t want to cook it and have all of it sitting around the house. If there’s more than enough on the stove, I have a hard time eating the appropriate portion. I’m thinking that maybe I’ll go out and hit the diner that night. My diner has excellent food, and while I know their portions are a bit out of control, I’ve gotten into the habit of asking them for a box as soon as the food comes to the table and dividing out my food right up front. It’s a great tool that I heard about a long time ago but never employed until recently. You should give it a whirl.
This means I’m going to stay far, far away from Crock-pot island next week, because I want to save lots of calories to enjoy a dinner I really want and a Guinness or two.
In semi-related news, someone ordered a bunch of pizza today – stinking up the office with delicious smells – and then they brought the leftovers into the kitchen/breakroom where I was fixin’ mah oatmeal. I managed to slip out of the room unscathed. I told myself that when I really want it I can have it, but I need to plan for it, not just be someone else’s garbage disposal.
Ugh. It’s exhausting to plan out how to circumvent all of this all the time, but it is a part of life and life is for living, not cowering or gluttony.
Question: How do you deal with too many office food parties and unexpected pizza surprises? Any tips or tricks, or do you not deal with it at all and take what you want?