I like food and I'm a girl, so sue me.
Nov. 5th, 2009 09:26 amI can hear my co-workers in the next office talking about eating "too much" at lunch this week. "I ate the WHOLE sandwich AND the bag of chips!!!" I swear that's really the worst thing about this office. At least two of the women I work with are actually eating-disordered, another has stomach problems and diets, two of the older ladies at least pretend to diet when we all eat together, so no one will know that they eat normally and another of the older ladies really does diet and then complains about it all the time. So when I eat normally (i.e. a burger and fries rather than half a green salad), it looks like I'm the biggest fattest pig ever.
I was thinking about that on Monday when I went out for lunch by myself, that I didn't used to like eating out by myself, but now it's kind of a relief. Eating out with my co-workers, I either get their thinly veiled shock that I'm actually enjoying my lunch, or I feel like I have to pick at my food to fit in. Monday at lunch, I went to my favorite steakhouse by myself and had a ribeye, a baked potato, tabouli, hummus, and ate the whole basket of bread. I'm not saying I should eat a lunch like that everyday, and I don't, but it's kind of neat to be able to sometimes without someone looking over my shoulder in horror.
I was thinking about that on Monday when I went out for lunch by myself, that I didn't used to like eating out by myself, but now it's kind of a relief. Eating out with my co-workers, I either get their thinly veiled shock that I'm actually enjoying my lunch, or I feel like I have to pick at my food to fit in. Monday at lunch, I went to my favorite steakhouse by myself and had a ribeye, a baked potato, tabouli, hummus, and ate the whole basket of bread. I'm not saying I should eat a lunch like that everyday, and I don't, but it's kind of neat to be able to sometimes without someone looking over my shoulder in horror.