I eat my lunch at my work desk. My colleague, who sits right next to me, is vegan. Yesterday, I was having a burger, and she said gently, “Could you please not bring meat to the desk? The smell makes me feel sick.” Her tone wasn’t harsh, but I could tell it made her uncomfortable. I didn’t know what to say. I wasn’t trying to upset anyone it was just lunch.
This morning, I came into the office and froze. A new notice was posted on the bulletin board from HR: “To maintain a comfortable environment for everyone, please use the break room for meals with strong scents.” No one was named, but I understood what had prompted it.
At first, I felt frustrated. It wasn’t against any rule to eat at my desk. But as the day went on, I thought about it more. My colleague hadn’t meant to embarrass me she was just being honest about her comfort, the same way I might be if something bothered me.
So the next day, I took my lunch to the break room. To my surprise, she stopped by later with a smile and a homemade vegan cookie. “Thanks for understanding,” she said. I smiled back and realized that sometimes, kindness isn’t about who’s right — it’s about choosing respect over ego. That small moment reminded me that workplaces run smoother not just because of rules, but because of empathy. A little consideration can turn tension into understanding — and even friendship.
