It’s January, New Year’s resolution season, and a number of my coworkers have a diet pool going, with weekly weigh ins and a cash prize for the winner. I’m moving to another office on Monday, and you would not believe the whining when a coworker brought in goodbye donuts.
The best thing about this for me was the realization that I. Do. Not. Care. I don’t feel like maybe I should join in, or wonder what people will think about the lunch I’m eating. It just rolled past like any other workplace chatter that I wasn’t interested in. That all by itself is kind of freeing.