We have another new officer at work. Unfortunately for me, she’s a transfer from another college, and still has seniority over me, even I’ve got more time on at this location. AD is destined to be the low-man on the totem pole for a few more years it seems.
But this is besides the point.
She’s on my shift, so we work together a few days a week. She’s a good cop, familiar with working a campus. With that, and my experience on the road, we work pretty well together.
The trouble is, she’s one of those people who is extremely healthy. She eats responsibly, exercises regularly, and hydrates with water. Where as I eat like a toilet, exercise just enough to keep myself in fighting shape, and hydrate with coffee.
I’m worried that working with her will have an effect on my health. What’s worse, is that she doesn’t chastise me or pick on me about my sometimes questionable eating habits. If she DID, I’d be less inclined to give a damn. Since she doesn’t, I’ve already found myself opting for a snack of almonds instead of….well, M&Ms.
When I worked solo at the old job, there was no pressure to function as a team. Now that I work alongside someone who is keeping themselves healthy, someone I have to count on if the stuff hits the fan, I feel inclined to do the same. If I’m a sloppy jerk and she can’t count on ME because I opted for pizza over salad a few (dozen) too many times, well, that sucks.
I won’t tell HER about this of course, and I’ll still pick on her for her eating rabbit food and running hobby….while secretly looking for MY running shoes and eating just a bit more spinach.
Teamwork is one hell of a motivator, and I’ve been too long without it. I haven’t been part of a team or partnership since the academy. As a result, I never felt like anyone was counting on me, and what did it matter if I ate crap every now and then?
Full disclosure, I’ve never been completely OUT of shape, but I’ve been in sight of that line for a little while now, eating right, and working out just enough, yet not shying away from handfuls of M&Ms or adding bacon for fifty cents extra…..
We’ll see what happens, but I’m going to have to up my game if I’m going to be an equal half of this partnership, which wont be easy.
So if you see me working on a third or fourth slice of pizza, casually bat me upside the head please.