I used to be one of those naive people that couldn’t wrap their head around stress-eating. What could possess someone to eat 6 cookies in a row out of external pressure? Isn’t there a more productive way to deal with such negative forces? In the last month or so, I feel like I’ve come around on that stance of disbelief.
As I’ve said before, I don’t really work at the restaurant much anymore, but I still take a couple shifts a week. I love the crew there, I love the field of hospitality in general, I love the obligatory after-work beers (or whiskey depending on what kind of night it was), but an unfortunate management-type situation has been festering away for a couple months now. I can be thick-skinned in the moment and I deal with the work just fine. A sense of dread still creeps up on me all day when I know I’m going in for dinner service. This anxiousness usually manifests itself in the form of what I’ll call “anticipatory snacking.” I get really caught up in making healthy snacks and very complete meals prior to my shift, mostly to avoid hangry-ness in a situation that I know will already have me in an iffy mood. View full post »