
Candace pops in a coffee pod in the single-cup coffee maker. While waiting for her coffee, she looks around and sees two co-workers talking and laughing. Snatches of their conversation float her way, with the words “donuts” and “reception area” catching her attention. It’s customary at work for leftover food from a meeting to be set out by the lobby for anyone to partake. She thinks how timely to grab some donuts to drink along with her freshly brewed beverage. She ventures over to the waiting area and greets Inez, the receptionist, with a smile.
“Ooh, I see a big box of donuts,” Candace says, as she walks toward the food and lifts open the donut box. She picks the only Boston Creme donut in the bunch, bites into it and places it on a paper plate. She decides to take two more donuts, a glazed one and a coconut-flaked beauty. As she polishes off one of them and starts on another, she sees a group of senior buyers filing in the reception area with Lauren, a marketing executive, speaking loudly, “Welcome to our office. I’m glad you enjoyed the quick tour. We have breakfast for you here . . .”
While swallowing, Candace realizes the donuts were not officially leftovers yet. Her eagerness to dunk a donut in her coffee had blinded her from noticing the overall untouched state of the spread. Suddenly, she wishes she would disappear like the donuts she just downed.
Hahaahha it’s hard to say no to donuts when they look that good. Whatever you saw and took in your true-story must’ve looked/smelled just as good. 😛
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That would be very embarrassing!
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This was very loosely based on true events.
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Oh oh. No you didn’t! 😉
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I was not alone and they weren’t donuts.
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You are hereby compelled to reveal the details. 😀
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Not as interesting as I may have made you think, so be ready for a let down: three of us heard, we went, we saw, we marveled, we attacked, we saw a group of them stream in, we realized how the spread had seemed untouched, we balked, we backed out slowly, slithered if you will, and never looked back.
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