Today a good customer came in with a giant smile and so proud of herself while she handed me my lunch. Lunch that I didn't choose but she chose for me. Very nice thought.
I was eating 1oz. of nuts and a diet soda and calling it done when I was faced with eating the Wendy's salad she had just bought.
The icky iceberg lettuce and grilled chicken breast with mandrian oranges. The lettuce was horrible and I used the dressing because I just could not eat that bitter lettuce. With great pride for the good deed she had done, she watched me eat the lunch. awhhhh so nice but I politely ate something I didn't want. I wouldn't have hurt her feelings so....I ate it. I felt horrible.
It gets better...tonight my friends wanted to eat at the Mexican rest. ( oh N0). I order a grilled shrimp salad lost my head and got gaucomole. I feel horrible. I have already dove off the wagon.
I understand I could have eaten worse but I was so proud of myself.
Hummmm so this means...your friends might sabotage you....AND know they are doing it. Interesting. Let's see if she is weak. I was *L*