Have a Break

It feels like some sort of a ritual. Each and every morning. It’s almost 9 o’clock at the office. Time to go over to the cafeteria and get some breakfast. I am in a really good mood, well so to speak.

As I step down the stairs, some of my colleagues are already on their way back up. Some are always in a hurry, others tend to chat a little, –  but not this one particular guy. Well, he seems to have all the time in the world. No need to run, no need to hurry, while he balances one of those fruity turnovers I am actually looking for. Those sweet and tender, yet crunchy and just absolutely delicious apple turnovers, I have been longing for all morning.

Well, just one more stairway to go until I reach the bakery’s sales person. While saying a friendly “Good morning” to her, I am already scanning the goodies on display, just to find out NO MORE apple turnovers left.

My mood is already wavering, as I choose the next  best thing from the table, pay for my roll and ascend the stairs.

The next morning, I am trying to be clever. I am planning on being the first in line today. Alright, maybe I was trying too hard to force my luck and now I have to wait about 5 minutes until the baker arrives at the canteen on the office premises. Another 5 minutes, until everything is set up for display. 2 minutes more, until the cashbox is opened and the sales are about to start. I do feel really uncomfortable, while my colleagues are dropping in, lining up behind me. But I am here on a mission! I am here to fight for my right to get one of these delicious apple turnovers. And then that devastating moment, when I realize: NO apple turnovers today! What??! That is not possible. It is just not right. I came here early, I was the first in line, there has to be a turnover for me today! “Well, I’m sorry. Today’s special is cinnamon bun”, I hear the friendly sales person say. Yet, I am not willing to give in.Disappointment turning into anger, I am starting to become furious – no, no, no.

Breathe. Breathe again. I am forcing myself to calm down. This is not the end of the world. Picking out a pretzel, paying for it, leaving the cafeteria, going back to my office – somehow I managed to do this without losing my temper to the fullest. I can only hope, I did not embarrass myself too much in front of my colleagues.

On Wednesday, I am trying to get a hold on myself. After all, there are more important things in life and I just stick to my banana, without further thinking of breakfast food, what so ever.

Thursday morning, I just came out of an early meeting. When leaving the conference room, I take the chance to hop into the nearby canteen and grab some breakfast.

And there he is. This one colleague. He managed to be in line in front of me. Sure enough, he’s already gotten my favorite apple turnover on his tray. The last one of today’s supply.

For a split second, ideas are coming to my mind how to make this apple turnover mine. How to steal it from his tray. How to convince the sales person that it cannot be right to sell this last turnover to this guy. Again. Repeatedly. Day after day.

And then it occurs to me all of a sudden. What the heck am I doing here? Having a mental fight over an apple turnover? With my opponent not even knowing about my problem. Nor being aware of my feelings in the first place. Hello!! Here are so many more good things being offered by the bakery. There is absolutely no need to fight over them. Choose your battles wisely and think twice. Grabbing a cinnamon  bun, I am going back up to my office, enjoying my breakfast.

Sometimes your luck lies right in front of you,

but you just don’t pick it.

 

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