February 08, 2006

M&M Story

My friend is a photographer and he told me this story.

He was shooting a swimming tournament where there was only about ten minutes in between each race. When he could slip away (about once an hour) he’d run to the hospitality tent for food. He’s currently on a special restrictive diet to monitor a health condition and cannot eat all kinds of stuff. The positive result of his diet is that he’s been eating much less sugar (if at all) and he’s seeing and feeling the effects. The negative thing was that he couldn’t eat anything they were serving in the tent.

One time he ran into the hospitality tent and there was nothing but big bowls of M&Ms candy. He said he took a handful and then found himself compulsively eating handful after handful, then ran back to the pool to work.

A half hour later and he felt awful—completely drained.

When he told me this story all I could do was smile. It was as if I had quit a job with an abusive employee and someone I cared about who still worked there had finally had enough.

Hopefully he’ll quit as well.

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