please empty your brain below

You're not going to believe this - or maybe you are - it is much like this in our floor of the office too! Except - you're not going to believe this: the department head is a bit of a health nut: and we *do* have tubs of sliced carrots on our little "nibbles" table!

from time to time people bring in croissants/pain au chocolat etc into the office which is not too much of a deal seeing as there are only 5 of us working here when no one's on mission.

personally, i'm much happier with my banana that i try not to forget every day!

I have brought cake in to the office today. Little (or not so little) Cirrus was baptised yesterday and there was rather a large amount of cake left over - probably enough for me to have a large slice every day for the next two weeks - so I thought I'd get rid of some of it at work.

We have steak & eggs, and mushrooms in season...

This is what I call the Strawberries Syndrome. Once upon a time we only ate strawberries in the summer, they were something to look forward to having; now they are in the supermarkets all year round and they've stopped being special. When having supper with friends if you give them strawberries, no one goes "Wow, what a treat, I havn't had strawberries since last summer, yum, I love strawberries" they just think you havn't made an effort, or have been too busy to make something special. Its a sort of dumbing down of our appetite expectations.

i used to bring in juicy little croissants once a week for me and my Corridor Land partner. her replacement is a cow and isn't getting a crumb...

We have the advantage of having a Debbie in our company. It's almost like people bring things in on purpose, just to see how quickly she can make it to the kitchen when the email arrives. We have nothing left at the end of the day for the next day. Actually we usually have nothing left by mid-morning presuming she's bothered to turn up for day and not stopped off at the dentist again!

Friday is cake day. The company buys in cakes (doughnuts, cream buns etc etc).

Rest of the week is fairly empty, although there is a fair old trade in fruit and nuts (NOT the Cadbury variety) round my side of the office.

And I LOVE dried mango.

Dave, you've baptised a cloud? If anyone does that, it should be the Met Office, surely?

Cookies are the preferred cake in our office, followed by tins of Quality Street. Both of them are usually bought by our manager to assuage his guilt that we are short-staffed and overworked, but he's too spineless to do anything about it.

In my previous workplace, it was all about Haribos to celebrate whatever day it was. Just one more reason why I'll never be a size 10...

Cakes are usually reserved for Fridays, or days when we minions are fed up of the shit thrown at us by the senior management. Those returning from holidays however bring in sweets on a Monday, which cam often last until Thursday if we are lucky.

I'm fortunate in that the usual place to deposit any food item is behind my desk.
Lucky for my appetite, not so lucky for my teeth.

The company I work for provides fruit for a similar purpose (so we have no void to fill). It's not all healthy though, we do get beer on Fridays, too!

It's my birthday/I've just got back from holiday/passed my exams/ celebrate my 3rd anniversary in post;

there's money left over from the whip in the pub/there's a World Cup on/there's TV cameras outside the building/there's an 'r' in the month/there's a 'y' in the day

But what really really pisses us off is the robber from the next Unit who walks past and pinches our goodies. Hello, did you get the email? Do we nick your Unit's goodies.

So we printed off a sign "Hands Off. XYUnit only"

A few weeks ago the Permanent Secretary requested some good news stories from around the office for the comments on his blog and someone offered him some home-made Maltesers Fudge. I don't think that was what he had in mind...

Cakes, biscuits, sweets, strange food from far-flung holiday destinations...you name it we eat it. Anything left out in our kitchen is fair game, and will be eaten - no matter how grim it actually is. Unless it's the last bit, obviously.

yeah, that sounds like our office. Haribos, Heros, all kinds of weird Asian confections when our contractors have been home for a visit. The occasional mini pain au chocolat.

I've just discovered Panda Assorted Filled Liquorice with Banana, Caramel and Strawberry fillings.Try them at your peril.

Dried mango strips do not go nicely with an afternoon cuppa

What historian of yore would have predicted the 'tubbification' of modern western civilization? The rational mind might have predicted that modern humanity, having perfected so many of the other aspects of day to day life might also have evolved physically into ideal physiques.

If it's any consolation though, I hear from travelers to the UK that in fact people there are LOTS thinner than americans... believe it or not.

So I guess it'll all end with neither a bang, nor a whimper... but a burp.

LOL!

Several years ago when I worked in on the editorial team of a London publication, we were all probably too stingy - and not paid enough, anyway - to buy stuff in. But the company provided us with free fruit every afternoon, aka "the afternoon fruit."

This was nice in its own little way, but really what I would have liked was a decent salary and one day I put an anonymous announcement in the "messages" section of the said publication, which read: "The afternoon fruit should be replaced by hard cash."

When this was noticed by my colleagues, similar messages began to appear as other members of editorial and copytaking joined in, venting their spleen and frustated creativity with many suggestions, my favourite of which was: "The afternoon fruit should be replaced by life sized cardboard cutouts of Edward the Confessor." (I can't remember the name of the guy who put that one in, but I do remember that his dad invented Quorn)(Sorry, I digress)

Anyway, the afternoon fruit was never replaced by anything during my time, but it sounds like maybe your workplace should bring it in for you lot. It'll stop you buying cakes, and you can have fun thinking what you'd like to replace it with

I've started to accuse my colleagues of being "feeders" because much like your office, I face the same packets of biscuits, cakes, chocolates, treats. Those M&S buckets - 3 for £5 are always available - we ought to have shares. This morning I was rushed into hospital (against my will) following 1 phone call to NHS direct about chest pains. 5 wasted hours later, 3 ecgs, x-ray, blood tests and 2 consultants and I am released. It's all the fault of my colleagues.

I'm glad to hear Jason is OK but why do people talk about being 'released' from hospital. It's not prison, you know. You're free to walk out any time you want to.

I work as a 'temp' so don't get included in the freebies much. So,I keep my office drawer stuffed with all my own favourite goodies that I can dip into whenever I fancy. (Healthy things of course)











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