I just like oatmeal. I know, it's shocking. But I would suggest keeping your thoughts about what I shove down my gullet to yourself, Work Colleague. It's bad enough that we're here on a Saturday morning but now you've gone and started up with the "You don't have to order that, you can order something you like" crap.
What is with this pervasive myth that you can only enjoy eating unhealthy shit?