STICKING TO YOUR diet is easier away from the temptations of the office. Here, people are eating delicious-looking sandwiches and allowing the scent of their leftover takeaway to waft in your direction.
It’s just not fair.
1pm: I’ve got my salad that I made last night, I am just so organised.
1:02pm: This is nice! I have the few croutons, some vinaigrette…nice.
*feels sad*
1:08pm: There’s a gang over there talking about getting burritos. Notions.
1:10pm: Wait – that new burrito place is doing FREE FOOD all day? Of course it is.
1:12pm: …Maybe I’ll treat myself, you’re allowed have some treats, right?
1:15pm: No. I must stay on course. The course to the new me, who is not tempted by such things.
But free food…
1:16pm: *waste 10 minutes dithering*
1:26pm: I’ll eat this salad. I love salad. Salad salad salad. *smug face*
1:30pm: I see Mark got himself a chicken fillet roll. Well for him.
1:32pm: *thinks about beige food*
1:36pm: I’d love a bit of bread.
1:40pm: *eats all croutons in salad*
*feels sad again*
1:44pm: I want a free burrito.
Now it’s too late.
1:48pm: They’ll all regret those burritos later on. Yeah. Mark my words.
1:50pm: *angrily eats rest of salad*
