The management and other people at my office are constantly bringing food in….today we had 17 pizzas delivered as a treat for the staff!.
There was also a pile of boxes of shortbread and chocolate bars. It is starting to look so obscene that I am wondering what is really behind it, some sinister plan to keep us mentally dependant perhaps, or the idea that if people are constantly stuffing their faces then they aren’t moaning.
The culprits all bugger off early leaving behind half empty boxes for others to clear up or put in the fridge.
It is getting on my tripe so fucking much being surrounded by all this stuff, but try asking anyone to rein it in a bit and you may as well say you eat babies for dinner. Besides this there are all the fucking charity days where a veritable avalanche of cakes descend on the place.
Presumably the employer doesn’t mind if everyone takes eight weeks off a year because of type 2 diabetes complications. It looks particularly bad just after Christmas when most people have already overdone it a bit.
Is there no other way of rewarding staff than pushing more chocolate and lard on to them? Only yesterday they had fucking Blue Monday where the message was have a cup of tea and some cake to cheer yourself up – yes, what have you got to lose except more fucking weight.
What a bag of lardy cholesterol ridden fat arsed cunt.
Nominated by: Mary Hinge



