resistance is futile
Oh Mr. Doughnut….why do you tempt me so?
Even though yesterday was a state holiday, (Truman’s birthday…I think), there was a training class during the day and someone, an evil someone, had brought doughnuts. So when I got to work, there they were, staring at me. I swear I have not one shred of will power and my resolve quickly broke down.
I couldn’t just stop with one, that would be too practical, so I had two.