From Lunch Buddy to Management Pariah: How to Break Bread Again

Uncle Bobby
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Uncle Bobby –

I recently got promoted to manager at my job, but now my coworkers don’t invite me to lunch anymore. They say it’s because I’m “management” now, but I’m still the same person! How do I make them see that I haven’t changed?

Left Behind in Lunchland


Well, congratulations on your promotion to the glorious land of Management! You've officially made it to the place where free donuts come with strings attached, and “team spirit” means you awkwardly cheer alone in the conference room. But, hey, look on the bright side — you’ve unlocked all the perks of leadership! Like eating at your desk with the door closed while pretending you're too busy for "frivolous social gatherings."

Now, I get it, you’re still the same fun-loving, carefree person you always were. But let’s be honest here — to your coworkers, you’ve now got ‘boss vibes’ written all over you. In their eyes, you’re just one email away from asking them to “circle back” or “touch base” on their lunch break. They’re picturing you saying things like, “This quarter’s synergy needs improvement,” while you munch on your PB&J.

But don’t worry, Uncle Bobby’s got your back. If you really want to break down this invisible wall, here’s what you do: Next time they’re heading out for lunch, join them with a wild, unhinged plan to prove you're still one of the gang. Start by suggesting you all skip lunch and go on strike for higher wages! Maybe even throw in a rant about how you’re all “victims of corporate greed.” That should shake them up a bit!

Or, here’s another pro-tip: You could take a real bold approach and become the worst manager possible. Show up to work late, miss deadlines, and hold meetings in a broom closet while everyone else is at lunch. Nothing says "I’m still one of you" like being the type of manager everyone feels superior to. You’ll be invited back to those lunches in no time!

Of course, if all else fails, just embrace your fate. Order yourself a gourmet lunch, delivered right to your office, and make a point of eating it in full view of the team. Nothing screams “power move” like devouring a five-star meal while they gnaw on their sad desk salads. After all, you've earned it... right?

Remember, Left Behind, it’s not you that’s changed — it’s just that the sweet, sweet aroma of authority makes people suspicious. Now go forth, manager, and maybe get used to the sound of silence... because lunch with the peasants is now a thing of the past.

– Uncle Bobby