Yep. Happens a lot. My extended family are worse than my work mates though. One of my aunts will push biscuits/cake in front of me if I go around for a coffee, gets offended when I say no. On the odd occasion I do take a biscuit, she’s on the phone to the rest of the aunts and my mother, detailing exactly what I did eat and commenting that it’s no wonder I’m not skinny.