Can I just whine briefly? Not really looking for any advice, just need to complain about something that will probably sound pretty silly. Meh.
Ok, I have this little problem. I can't eat chocolate. I have an acute sensitivity to theobromine, as in I get all excitable and squirrelly (the Hubster calls it 'squirrel on acid'), and then I get really, really depressed. So obviously it's something I'd like to avoid going through anymore, and I treat chocolate like alcohol - only to be consumed in totally safe surroundings, like my house. Not at work.
Everyone at work, pretty much, knows I don't eat chocolate, and they're overly sympathetic at times, but I appreciate it anyway. Cue my little issue here. Once a month the office buys a cake of some sort for everyone who has a birthday that month. This is a nice thing and people like it. Who doesn't like free cake? But the person who goes out to buy the cake every time manages to come back with a chocolate cake, or those ice cream cakes that are half chocolate with chocolate cookies in the middle. And then people see me sitting at my desk with no cake (AGAIN) and they urge me to go get some, and I sort of smile and just say "It's chocolate," and go back to work.
Now, I really don't think the person who buys the cake is doing this on purpose. She's a very nice person and we get along well. It's like a blind spot with her, or an unconscious routine - birthday=chocolate cake. So once again, today I got no cake. It's making me feel rather... insignificant, which is stupid, but there you are.
I want cake, dammit!
Ok, I have this little problem. I can't eat chocolate. I have an acute sensitivity to theobromine, as in I get all excitable and squirrelly (the Hubster calls it 'squirrel on acid'), and then I get really, really depressed. So obviously it's something I'd like to avoid going through anymore, and I treat chocolate like alcohol - only to be consumed in totally safe surroundings, like my house. Not at work.
Everyone at work, pretty much, knows I don't eat chocolate, and they're overly sympathetic at times, but I appreciate it anyway. Cue my little issue here. Once a month the office buys a cake of some sort for everyone who has a birthday that month. This is a nice thing and people like it. Who doesn't like free cake? But the person who goes out to buy the cake every time manages to come back with a chocolate cake, or those ice cream cakes that are half chocolate with chocolate cookies in the middle. And then people see me sitting at my desk with no cake (AGAIN) and they urge me to go get some, and I sort of smile and just say "It's chocolate," and go back to work.
Now, I really don't think the person who buys the cake is doing this on purpose. She's a very nice person and we get along well. It's like a blind spot with her, or an unconscious routine - birthday=chocolate cake. So once again, today I got no cake. It's making me feel rather... insignificant, which is stupid, but there you are.
I want cake, dammit!
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