I am in a lousy mood this morning. Not lousy like “I don’t feel like going to work” but lousy like “I will cut you.” The dude in the office next to me could clearly sense my moment of weakness as he emailed me to say that HE HAS DONUTS IN HIS OFFICE.
I deleted the email.
My coworker across the hall emailed me to see if I wanted to split a donut.
I told her no.
An hour later, I told her yes, yes, yes.
I am now eating half of a chocolate donut and half a cup of decaf coffee and, y’all, I don’t even give a shit. I’ll be back on the wagon in t minus 10 minutes.