After narrowly avoiding lunch at The Burger Joint (which gave me an awesome case of food poisoning this summer) I made my way over to Hale and Hearty and picked up a healthy medium soup. I was all proud of myself for making a smart lunch choice, particularly when everyone around me is totally hung over and eating McDonalds. Nothing says "hangover" better than a 6 piece chicken nugget, a Big Mac and Large Fries, I'll be the first to admit that. But I am not hungover--I'm happy, I'm healthy, and I'm making smart choices.
So I casually stroll back to my desk and find THIS staring up at me:
Why would they do this to me? Have they no heart? A whole cake? Why would I need a whole cake? Of course I’m totally going to have to eat it! I mean, it’s a coffee cake made by someone’s grandma! How do you say no to that?
The cake disaster was immediately followed with a co-worker dropping off a homemade truffle at my desk. Which was followed by a personal delivery of homemade oatmeal cookies.
I hate Christmas. And Christmas hates my backside.
i smell "re-gift"
ReplyDeleteChristmas 'tis the season to get fat. I recently got some good advice from a friend. Around this time of year, when everyone is making bad food and drink decisions, he decides this is the time of year to step up and work out harder than anytime of the year.
ReplyDeleteI'll gladly help you eat those, you need not worry.
ReplyDeleteWho sent you a granny cake????
ReplyDeleteM - TOTALLY regifting, that is NOT going in my body.
ReplyDeleteR - a post production house, as a thank you...there are so many gift baskets around here I want to cry.
don't worry i will take the cake off your hands!
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