To hate the office lunch box police

[lastqueenofscotland]

Anyone else have these, the ones that disect the nutritional value of your lunch, the ones that hovver until you have given a full and detailed rundown of exactly what you're eating, or the worst the woman who comes and sticks her face in ot and smells it uninvited to do so?!

I can deal with lost office etiquette but this is driving me up the wall at the moment.

Yy lastqueen. Think I might type up an example of her daily diet, with a nutritional breakdown versus mine, and sellotape it to her syn bar collection.

I'm trying to lose weight and am doing the 5:2. I know I don't have the willpower to stay on a long term constant diet plan so it works for me. (I've lost 1/2 stone & have another 1/2 to go). Not stressing about it but do chat occasionally about weight & temptation with a colleague who is also trying to lose weight. We both have reasonably healthy attitudes to food.

However any time we mention anything about diets, our other colleague jumps on his hobby horse about juicing - how it's the way to go and how I should do a juice diet as "it's the best way to lose weight" and "it's so good for you". Etc etc. The other day he actually brought some juice from the supermarket in to show me! I know what juice is FGS and I know that I couldn't live on the bloody stuff for 2 weeks as I like to chew stuff and drink wine & have an occasional biscuit.

Just shut up about the bloody JUICE!!!

Do you think he's leading up to recruiting you to something? Like a juice version of Forever Living?

Empress that exists!!! It's called juiceplus

Snail- juice from the supermarket is so full of sugar and far from what a juice diet is anyway so id just silently laugh at his misjudgement. My fil raved about a juice diet...he would be starving by 11am on a sugar rush from the natural sugars then into a slump. Not very healthy really is it? Its not rocket science to lose weight: eat less bad stuff more good stuff and generally less portion sizes and excersise more. Its lack of willpower that makes that hard!!

I had a former intravenous drug user criticise my lunchbox because i eat a packet of crisps everyday.

YANBU! I once worked somewhere we had the self-appointed lunch box police. All lunchboxes were fair game for these amateur nutritionists (and trust me, they were rank amateurs) unless you got quite difficult and asked people to mind their own business. One of the worst offenders was a woman whose own lunches consisted of cat sick Heinz Toast Toppers of all horrible things!

Dang, happy it's just me and my boss in our tiny office. We happily swill coffee and water throughout the day. On Friday's we close the door and order in pizza.

I worked at a previous position where I was made to feel uncomfortable for dressing my salad with both oil and vinegar.

*The all day, gossipy food-talk ('good'/ 'bad'/ diets/ calories/ weight) is hell for somebody trying to recover from an eating disorder sad

The interruption and interrogation is so utterly rude.*

I totally agree with this and I have been recovered for decades. I find it rude, weird and embarrassing for me and for them. So odd. I eat in my car!

Other people's lunches are interesting though! I never say anything negative, so don't pass comment on most, but if something looks delicious, I might ask for a recipe. My lunches get commented on most days - smell, looks healthy etc. It's never occurred to me to be bothered. I suppose I might be upset if someone said it looked gross. I suppose people don't have much else to talk about in an office.

This thread has reminded me how nasty some people are. The mind boggles.

I've struggled with my ED for years and find lunchtimes in our workroom torturous.

After one particularly sensitive day, a colleague commented on my food and I lost it and started to cry. Awkward. Tried to cover it up and made an excuse to leave the room.

Consequently, no one has ever commented on what I eat again. So I guess that was one positive. And I did return once I pulled myself together and eat my lunch.

biffle agreed, but there is a difference between saying someone's lunch looks nice/can I have the recipe/where did you buy it and commenting on the fact that they are too thin/fat to be eating it, or its too carby/sweet/processed/full of whatever....

On day one of my first 'proper' job I was taken to the staff canteen. Was getting introduced to teams in other departments, one of the women looked at my lunch and sneered, Is that salad all you're going to eat?
From that day on she called me 'salad'. Whenever she saw me she would shout 'here comes salad'.
I just thought she was really odd.

people where I work are on slimming world, so its mug shots and muller lites. they occasionally eat salads.
I am not on slimming world but do like salads, but one of the offenders, who appears to have given up on the slimming world diet every bleeding day comments on my small salad
drives me mad, every day. for god's sake. do I complain that my salad is small. I enjoy my salad.

Hmm - we all like each other so it's not a problem. Although the rake thin man with the speedy metabolism who has to eat a full pack of chocolate digestives every day to keep himself going occasionally gets the odd ribbing (appropriately enough). He usually responds by offering you a biscuit, so everyone's a winner.

At work we are all obsessed by food!
But in a good way I think, there is certainly none of the weirdness described here.
And some days we share lots of cake, others days it's watermelon.
We share recipes, anyone that goes anywhere brings interesting food items back.
People don't have a lot of things in common so we always seem to end up talking about food.
Now when Masterchef comes on......

No, I work in an office of grown ups.

We are allied in our mutual disgruntlement at having had our canteen taken away when we moved offices.

TheMaster our office is fairly similar (nowadays) - we have an always full biscuit tin, but also someone who bakes healthy granola-type bars several times a week which are yummy....and we're just as likely to have grapes or strawberries on the go as biscuits or haribo....

I don't like cake. Where I used to work, someone would always bring in cake Friday's. It was awful being nagged to have some and people saying " oh god just have cake, treat yourself haha" or " go on, live a little" as if I was denying myself.

They couldn't get their heads round the fact I didn't like cake, and it wasn't a fabulous treat to have to eat some. I hated Friday's and the cake nagging all fucking day.

'Don't you get bored of eating the same thing every day?'

'Not at all. But I am bored of you commenting on it every day.'

Someone asked about the psychology of this. Ime, it's people who are for whatever reason obsessed/extremely interested in food and are a bit untuned in to others' non-vernal or verbal communication.

This is such a funny thread :o I'm almost jealous that we don't have any of these at my work.

OMG I used to share an office with a girl (false baby voice, the lot...) who "detested" rice because the smell of it reminded her of girls at boarding school eating in the common room.
What the actual?
Tough shit.
If I want one of those "pasta pots" or "rice pots" i shall bloody well have one.
Oh, now she is so sensitive she can smell cold rice in my salad.
Oh. Now she can smell it in my hair from last night.
Fuck the fuck off.
But she would complain to the director Every. Single. Time. In her little girl lost voice.

Left there a couple of years ago. Still riles me

Lurkedforever arf at 'mugshit'

My current workplace is lovely, no one gives a fuck beyond asking for the occasional recipe if something looks nice. Also no standing store of cake/sweets/biscuits etc which is good for me, but equally no comments should there be junk consumption.

Everywhere else I've worked, though, has been rife with the giggle biscuit brigade

They couldn't get their heads round the fact I didn't like cake, and it wasn't a fabulous treat to have to eat some

Oh yes. I can take or leave cake - prefer savoury - but I used to eat it just to stop the "go on, be a devil, you gotta treat yourself, life's too short" bollocks.

We always had (nice homemade) cake in the house when I was a kid so I don't see it as a magical forbidden food. I don't understand salivating and going "hmmm...cake" every time someone brings in a supermarket sponge. If you want some, eat it and shut up!

Now if someone brought in a multipack of Roysters T-bone steak crisps I'd be the one salivating. Noone ever does this though. It's always flippin caaaake.