Every Friday someone brings donuts to the office and without fail someone will leave halves. Please. Eating the entire thing is not going to wreck whatever fad diet you’re on this week. And no one cares how many times you went to the gym this week.
I live this every week and would have continued to remain quiet but I just returned from lunch to a box of half cupcakes
Seriously, WTF!
Thank you, I feel better now.
Hmm. I don’t have an issue with someone only wanting half a donut. However, an entire box of halves means that there are several people who want only half a donut, but instead of eating the half that is already sitting there, take a whole new donut, break it in half, and leave half in the box. That’s not cool. There should only ever be maximum one half-donut in a box.
That’s because everyone assumed that someone… touched the half left in the box (or worse, just bit it off), and don’t want to eat a donut someone already laid sticky, dirty hands on.
If this is true, that just backs up the OP’s rant even more, of course…
Well, if that’s true, how come no one ever wants my pizza bones?
Are pizza bones the edges?
Because if so, both my wife and stepdaughter (who are not related) love them and go out of their way to eat my leavings.
Yeah, the crusts. Sure, my lips and teeth have had some contact with them, but it’s not like I deep-throated them before offering them around. The way I see it, we all swallow three spiders a year or whatever it is, and if a co-worker has something contagious, I’ll probably get it anyway.
I hate when they break open the Hostess Cupcakes and take all the creamy filling. Lets not even get into the siphoned out Twinkies.
And who’s the jerk who ate all the M&Ms out of the gorp?
It’s a minor I know. The cupcake thing just irked me. I’ve never noticed any fingerprints or indentations, usually cut or broken. What I don’t understand is, if there are two chocolate halves and have a chocolate bar why not take the other.
I thought my mom was the only person who called them that!
OMG! :D:D I’m picturing you doing that!!!
The only person whose pizza “bones” I would eat, would be my SO’s, even if she did “deep-throat” them. Maybe even especially then!
And after that, the Piece de Resistance (or no resistance!
Thanks for that little literary “movie”, Rilchiam!
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Ewwww! Cooties!
And, was this in a men’s restroom or womans?
But what if I only want three and a half donuts? That last half might make me puke!
Sometimes, at my workplace, various pastries are brought in along with the donuts. I’ve witnessed people digging at them (sometimes with a plastic utensil, sometimes not) to figure out what’s inside.
We don’t, but I’m sure we regularly ingest all kinds of more disgusting stuff.
Also wanted to thank Rilchiam for the new phrase I learned today and here’s one for you: Fropi
Frozen Pizza.
As in, “Honey? Want to eat a fropi tonight?”
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If I take a part of a doughnut, I leave the plastic knife I used by the box, to indicate it was cut, not torn away.
That’s SOP in our office. Not only do we get doughnuts, but folks bring in such humongous baked goods that everyone assumes the items will be broken into smaller bits for consumption. That way everyone gets a piece.
At least it was a fellow human being who took a half of a donut by tearing it in half. Try coming downstairs and finding the donut bag chewed through, and chunks bitten out of the donut by a certain someone.
“Who, me?”
That kitty is too cute, Guin!
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