Hi, my name is Carlos and I am a compulsive eater. Well maybe not in the true sense of the word…Take this morning for instance, a co-worker who obviously thought he was being a sure shoo-in for employee of the month, brought in not just a box of donuts BUT also a bag. Yes, a box and a bag of donuts! As if…
The employee, nice guy that he is, decided that placing them right outside my office, within a few steps of my door would be a great spot. Good thing I had my lunch, leftovers from my wife’s wonderful dinner, in the fridge and some healthy carrots to snack on sitting on my desk. I decided that one won’t hurt. Just one.
I took one. Then another because it didn’t taste like I expected it to. The second tasted better and I was comfortably full. My obsession wasn’t done with me. Within minutes, I was beckoned to the back where one of my suppliers had brought me a box of donuts and my favorite coffee. Good thing I had my fill so I could ignore this new threat to my appetite. I had one. Just one.
Fellow obsessive eaters, I felt like crap after. Still do. I know what you are going to say. “Why didn’t I quit after one? Or two?” Well friends, if I did, I wouldn’t be here right now, would I?
My obsession is usually only with donuts and pizzas. I can’t stop myself and end up feeling like an overstuffed couch. When it comes to pizza, I have to try every variety that’s on the table. Six kinds? No problem, I would just have one. Yes, one slice of each. Hey! Maybe I am not an obsessive eater after all! Maybe I just like to sample varieties. If there was just one type of donuts and one type of pizza, I won’t be like this. Yes, I am sure.
So there you have it my new friends. I am a foodaholic. I need help before I self-destruct. Now as I sit at my desk, I look at my uneaten carrots with a guilt in my eyes. I feel like I betrayed the poor veggies. And to think, today was Whopper Wednesday at Burger King!