Hey, guess who can’t handle having a dish of Halloween candy on her desk?
I thought my coworkers might enjoy something other than the standard peppermints I usually keep on my desk, so I bought a couple of bags of Halloween candy to fill my dish.
Amount of candy coworkers have eaten: ZERO
Amount of candy Jill has eaten: ALL THE CANDIES ALL THE TIMES
The craziest part is that it’s not even candy that I particularly care for. I bought it specifically because I don’t really like it. If this candy were in my Trick or Treat bag, I’d gladly pass it on to someone else. IT’S NOT EVEN GOOD, YOU GUYS.
And yet, I find myself sneaking piece after piece throughout the day.
So, in a show of strength and solidarity to myself, I threw it out. All of it. Because it just isn’t serving me well.
Yes, it is perfectly acceptable to throw out candy if it makes you feel bad about yourself or your choices or whatever. I didn’t like how it made me feel, so OUT it went. And THAT made me feel good. So there.
We now return to our regularly scheduled peppermints.