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March 11th, 2010

Self-Help : The Office Worker Diet

Are you tired of sagging over the sides of your cramped office chair, or the way your arm chafes against your side when you’re sat idly staring at a screen? Each mouse-move can be hell with a developing rash. Cram won’t cut it, will it? You’ve tried that. If anything, it seems to dry it out more. What will you do? What CAN you do?

You’re big. You’re happy. You’re a woman. You’re unabashedly proud of your ‘curvy femininity’. However, all you talk about is losing weight, weight loss and the process of weight reduction. Regardless of how comfortable you are in your own skin, you’re desperate to shed it and move in to a thinner, more toned outer shell. You cry, whinge and bitch whilst stuffing your face. It’s time to either shut up or do something about it.

We, at ‘The Onlybees Specialist Scientific Environment Room’, may have the perfect answer for today’s busy office worker on the slow.

We can help you lose some weight! Not through exercise, monitoring your food-intake or any other popular ‘fad’ diet the Sunday Papers might be peddling. Scientifical results? Who needs those! Eh? Eh!

Instead, it’s achieved by following a compiled a list of well-known and well-practised dieting techniques, cribbed from the health-centric and clever-minded individuals who work in offices JUST LIKE YOU DO! These little inside tips and tricks will get you well on the way to feeling like you might soon be well on the way to feeling like you’re about to start the process of beginning to drop a dress size.

Obviously you can’t stop yourself eating – you might die if you skip a Mars Bar – but if you follow these simple ideologies, you’ll see the weight drop off almost instantly. Or you should do, in theory…I mean, why else would they be so prevalent in today’s image-conscious society? The only other explanation would be that the people who practise it day-in, day-out, were just kidding themselves and talking absolute dogshit in an effort to feel better about their very-real failure to lose even a single pound. Which would be fucking ridiculous.

So, throw logic out of the window, put down your glossy magazine and START TO START LOSING WEIGHT!

 1. Sharing is caring. Sharing isn’t eating.
Say, for example, you have a fairly large lunch that your brain is telling you not to eat. “You’re too fat!” it screams. “You’ve already ate enough, you’re not hungry!”. But then the chocolate bar you bought from Boots is still sat on your desk staring at you…SHARE IT! Grab a colleague who’s also following this mind-bending diet and throw half her way. The calories from the half you eat will negate themselves, evaporated by your simple kindness. This works well with anything from a Twix to a bag of hula hoops. With any luck, your chocolate-eating partner will also fall in to line and share half of HER chocolate with YOU! Everybody wins.

2. Go to weightwatchers each week but ignore the diet.
It’s important to know what your ‘base weight’ is. Or how are you going to know when you’ve lost anything? However, it is very important you don’t actually follow their diet. Their method of calorie-counting and point-watching is actually evil. It still helps, though, to go each week and give them upwards of £5 a go for them to weigh you. Don’t worry if you’ve put weight on, their scales are probably broken and you definitely remember eating that banana, so you MUST have lost weight. It does help, however, to still plough money into their organisation by buying books, motivational t shirts and pens that advertise your involvement in the scheme – each penny they collect pushes their evil tendencies further back, appeasing their evil, demonic, skinny overlords. That is clearly the only explanation.

3. Diet Coke is the Holy Grail of fat-loss.
Just chowed down on a super-sized Big Mac meal with an extra fries? Order it with a Diet coke. Not because you’re calorie counting, oh no! Diet Coke actually works like an elixir, cancelling out the calories from the greasy meal and zapping flab from unwanted areas whilst it’s at it, with it’s patented “Flabzap” formula. Drink as many cans of this as possible during a single day.

4. Coke as a replacement for Diet Coke.
If you’re following the above rule religiously, but your workplace are too inconsiderate to immediately replenish the stock of Diet Coke in your nearest vending machine after your twelfth can (God-forbid you might be forced to walk to a further one), then regular Coca-Cola will magically transform itself into Diet Coke and perform the same task. It’s a well-kept secret, used by all the models in Paris, Milan, and all of those other places you’ll soon be able when you’re below the size restrictions for most major airlines.

5. If it’s free, it doesn’t count.
Exactly what it says on the (Quality Street) tin. If you don’t have to pay for it, it doesn’t carry any calories. Sweets or biscuits brought in by kind hearted colleagues are fair game here, as are crisps etc left carelessly sat on shop shelves. Knock yourself out, skinny-minnie!

6. The ‘Diet-Lining’ manoeuvre.
Perhaps you’re sick of drinking those ‘Diet’ varieties of soft drinks…or the ‘Zero’s of this world are really bumming you out. They just don’t taste the same as regular, full-fat cans of fizz do they? Well, worry not my well-rounded padawan. A trick for you, there is. The diet-giving goodness of these so-called ‘healthier’ drinks are only located around the very edge of whatever receptacle they come in – something easily faked. You can fool the full-fat drinks into chucking out their calories whilst still retaining their throat-shredding flavour by glazing the inside of a glass with a slight basting of the diet variety, and filling it up with your favourite tipple. Through the miracle of ‘SCIENCE!’, the diet particles eat away at the fat enzymes and blah blah you’ve well stopped reading by now.

7. Walking up one set of stairs then getting the lift the rest of the way is the most optimum form of exercise.
That way, you can still say “I took the stairs!” without bare-face lying to your co-workers, and fooling your body into thinking you’ve done more exercise than you actually have. Your gut will be scared away! Bare-faced lying also works too, but not to the same extent.

8. Convenience isn’t lazy. It’s intelligent.
Imagine, if you will, that the place you often go to for lunch, the one that sells nice, crisp salads happens to be closed one day. Or, simply, it’s further away than the place that will sell you a bucket of gravy and chips for £2. In either case, it’s absolutely acceptable to substitute the modest, healthy meal for it’s bigger, stodgier brother. When you think about it, it’s all down to physics. You burn more calories off by carrying the heavy bucket back than you would carrying the tiny, light salad – even if you did smother it in mayonnaise.

9. Snacks aren’t wack.
Everyone – psh, EVERYONE – knows that food ate outside of designated meal times is barely food. Eat away, baby. Still, stick to your three main meals. They’re the most important, after all. You’d positively waste away if you skipped a lunch or two.

10. Positive reinforcement = Thin!
Picture the scene…you’re feeling low…your arm-rests are digging in and your self-image is worse than a picture of James Corden f*llating an amorous male Duck.

“I feel gross”, you say to the world at large. Your pained missive lands in the ears of your beloved, kind co-workers. “Don’t be silly!” they cry in unison, “You look fine!”.

They’d be remiss if they were ever to lie to you, and it’s not like they’d just be saying it to keep you from moaning or anything. No, contrary to what your own eyes are screaming, you look fabulous. Grab yourself a celebratory Snickers and keep on living the high life. You’ve earned it.

11. Join a gym.
Firstly, you’ll lose some weight just filling out their copious forms, dragging a pen across several pieces of A4 until your fingernails bleed, so that’s a good start. However, just because you’ve joined a gym and subsequently spent another few hundred pound on sickeningly tight fitness gear, it doesn’t mean you should attend. You might hurt yourself, there-by forcing to sit on a couch all day long where you’d only end up getting really fat. And besides, just joining a gym is equal to an entire months worth of exercise. If you continue paying the fees beyond the one month trial, award yourself one large bar of Galaxy chocolate per day.

12. Thinking about exercise = exercise.
“I might go for a run later…NOM NOM NOM”.

That’s all it takes.

13. Do not, under any circumstances, do any actual exercise.
Exercise is the devil. All of these thin people who tell you they keep in shape by eating right and a few hours of exercise per week are simply minions of hell. They should be ignored, undermined, and b*tched about behind their back as much as possible. Their opinions must be immediately debunked, or dismissed with talk of imaginary, debilitating illnesses. I.e. – “I’d like to run too, but I can’t because my right knee is actually made of pasta”*.

14. Hard crack addiction.
Seriously, it’s your last hope of dropping south of 20 stone.

 

 

*Please stop planning to eat your own knee.

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September 15th, 2009

SHFTW&D – So you’re scared of public speaking?

The classic piece of advice for people who are terrified of speaking aloud in public is to imagine your audience naked. I suggest we go one further, and really shove your audience into depraved situations. What’s so unnerving about speaking to a group of people when one of them, in your head, is being forced to fellate a goat at gunpoint. An ugly goat too. One with bad hygiene. Even for a goat.

Visualising such atrocities should clear any anxiety you’re feeling, helping you get over your fear and deliver the best possible talk on road safety to those kids.

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August 31st, 2009

SHFTW&D – So you cut yourself to make sure you can still feel the pain?

Stop it. Stop right there. Cease and fucking desist.

I’m no doctor, but I have a feeling I can tell where at least part of your problem is. Do you walk around wondering why your inner arm/thigh is chafing more than it normally should? It’s because you CUT it with a KNIFE. So, my advice- and this is important- is to STOP cutting yourself. Therefore, less chafing, less annoyed, and maybe you’ll find it easier to be at peace with the world. People are more likely to speak to the person WITHOUT blood seeping through their jeans. Remember that. It could be important one day.

Now, we’ve all heard the whiny statement ‘but I cut myself to make sure I can still feel the pain’. I can save you a knife wound there soldier, you WILL still feel it. Unless you’re dead, in which case you have bigger problems than cutting yourself. But in the event you STILL want to cut yourself, this should really only be done once. Any more times than that is just silly. If you do feel compelled to ‘just make sure’ and check you can feel the pain…think back to that first time. Was it fun? No, it was painful. Do you remember the “Fuck! My leg’s fucking bleeding!” reaction you had? Now, do you STILL want to cut yourself? Really? Freak. Get out of my civilized society.

A popular self harming excuse is that it is done for attention. This is entirely plausible, as a large number of scars down ones forearm will definitely get you noticed. However, it may get you labelled as certain, not good, things. Alternative methods of getting yourself noticed could be used instead, which may prove much more effective in enlightening others to your lonely plight, which in turn may make you a happier person.

  • Get Naked. Ideally in a public place. You might even make the local newspaper, and become a local celebrity. It worked for *insert popular/retarded model name here*.
  • Dance with a stranger. Preferably with their consent. Nothing can kill a buzz like a slap and a restraining order…
  • Leave for a while. Nothing erases bad memories of you better than a prolonged absence. When you get back, possibly from a fun adventure, people will be more “Hey, I wonder what *you* is up to now?” rather than “Where’s that dude who keeps cutting himself? I’d like to avoid him and not make his acquaintance!”. They could be EXACT QUOTES. Someone could be asking after you! How quaint! If you’d only change your ways…
  • Pretend you’re a cowboy. Picture the scene…you’re in a crowded bar, you’re not the most attractive person in there…but you’re wearing leather chaps, a wicked hat and YOU’RE A COWBOY! People WILL notice you, and you will make new friends this way. They will be mostly drunk, but you will be a god to them.

You get the idea. Do something interesting, that you wouldn’t normally do. Hacking away at yourself isn’t going to win any friends, and carving a girls name into your thigh will never get you laid.

Though, another quick tip: If you do plan on scarring yourself with the name of your betrothed, make sure they’re called ‘Sue’, or ‘Bob’, or something…’Stephanie’ really started to smart around the ‘ph’.

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August 5th, 2009

SELF HELP FOR THE WEIRD AND DEPRESSED – 1. So You have No Self-Confidence?

Let’s say, for instance, your self confidence is real low. You feel awful. You’ve not been doing so well at school/work/jobclub and you think nobody respects you. Well, they probably don’t. People can be cunts, but don’t let that worry you. Your main concern right now is being a cunt yourself. Are you a pushover? Thought so.  Do you LIKE being a push over? Thought not. So what to do?

Well, next time that guy in school/work/jobclub gives you shit, give it back. Stand on his toes, literally. Squeeze his tits. Really get back in his face, let him know who’s the boss. YOU’RE THE BOSS. Who’s the boss? YOU ARE. Got that? You’re the boss? Good. Write that down. It’s very important to lie to yourself.

Now, my very own little bossy boss, go and tell ‘that guy’ what you think of him. Do it. What are you waiting for? Are you some kind of pussy? No wonder no one has any respect for you, you’re a wuss! So do it, and remember, you’re your own boss! Now do it. Pussy.

You rock.

Other small, handy hints for crawling out of that lull and scraping back your self-esteem are thus:

  • Buy a small animal, such as a puppy or kitten, or even a hamster.  Be sure to choose something that relies on you for shelter, food and even love. Then name it something like ‘Foolish Mortal’, or ‘Cretin’. That way, any time you feel your confidence is low, your faithful furry creature will come running for its life-giving needs. At this time, you can ignore it, be nasty, and finally admonish it with a loud “NO! FOOLISH MORTAL! YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST BEG AND I WILL COME THROUGH FOR YOU? I AM MORE THAN THAT. I AM YOUR MASTER….YOUR KING! I DEMEND RESPECT! FETCH ME THINE STICK!”

Be sure to eventually feed the animal though, or you will waste valuable resources on buying replacements. That money can be spent on smile-inducing alcohol.

  • Facial reconstructive surgery. You’re probably ugly, but imagine if you had the perfect nose? Plastic surgeons are making leaps and bounds of progress these days – almost every day, someone out there is getting prettier than you by CHEATING. So why not join them? Sure, if everyone went down this route, we’d all end up looking the same, but the fake mask would still hide the terrible human being underneath.
  • Rather than a mirror, put a life-size portrait picture of your favourite same-sex celebrity up in a frame. That way, when you check your ‘reflection’, you’ll always look great. Not a hair out of place and your skin will be photoshopped to perfection.
  • Visit a fast food chain. Obviously, don’t eat the food – it’s terrible for you – but atleast spend a few minutes scoffing at the unfortunate spotty students stuck behind the tills. For extra confidence-boosts, keep an eye out for the guy who is 30+ and still working there. He might be working a tie and a badge that says ‘Manager’, but don’t let that fool you. He’s the lowest of the low. Mock him – chide his silly tie. (Unless you are one of these guys…well, we might cover ‘So You Work In Fast Food…’ in a later edition. Until then, try not to kill yourself).

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July 21st, 2009

SELF-HELP FOR THE WEIRD AND DEPRESSED…

Hello and welcome to my weekly eSeminar, entitled:

‘Self-Help For The Weird And Depressed’

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Each week we will look at a different specific scenario that may be affecting your happiness, your wealth, your lovelife or your self-confidence. From there, I will administer my own particular brand of medication. With words. And no drugs.

Taken once weekly, this ‘medication’ will surely improve your life, and the lives of those you interact with on a daily basis.

Here’s a little bit about my personal manifesto, designed to help YOU.

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Are you sick and tired of life and all that it throws at you? Do you long for some simple, easy to follow, light-hearted advice that can really (maybe) make a difference to your dull shitty life?

Well, look no further!

This is a guide to every conceivable instance in which you may need to pick yourself back up again, mentally or physically. It’ll eventually be chock-full of handy hints, tips and tricks to get you on your way to happiness.

However, life (especially your life) can’t be controlled or classified as easy as that, and that’s why some chapters will be more general where others are more specific.

Having collected the best psychological minds in Britain and asked them the top five problems most people face in their day-to-day lives, I then lost the transcripts from the interviews and have since compiled this guide mainly from memory, to get you through your regular, everyday stressful situations with a simple efficiency even the Germans would be proud of.

So let’s get started…

We all feel down in the dumps once in a while. Sometimes this can be rectified by something simple; meeting a loved one for lunch, having a few drinks with a friend, going super-size to treat yourself or even just buying an ice cream.  But what if you’re too overweight to risk an ice cream? Just because you’re feeling low, it doesn’t mean you can go around trying to give yourself a fat-induced heart attack now does it? And what if you don’t have any friends or loved ones? What if you’re a cunt? What then?

Maybe the reason you’re down is because your best friend/loved one/ice cream has let you down? Who DO you turn to then? There are a lot of questions there, and more will follow, but seriously, what would you do in these not-so-exceptional circumstances?

You would turn to this guide.

Whether you use it merely as something to read to pass the time, or you’re desperately looking for tips on how to get out of your slump and how to cheer yourself up, or even how to get revenge on that fucker down the road with a nicer car than you – this guide will have something for everyone.

 Hell, lots of things here might not even be designed to cheer you up, but rather designed to make someone else unhappy, because a level playing field is easier to deal with. People were created equal (except spastics), so why shouldn’t misery be doled out equally? (Again, except spastics. Give those guys a bit of slack).

Over the coming weeks, we will hopefully build up a wide-range of helpful columns, but if you think we’ve missed something, let me know. Sugestions are very welcome, especially if they’re good ones that we can steal and pass off as our own.

For now though, I will have to bid thee farewell. Until next week…

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