My office has been suffering from a severe donut deficiency over the past year, a condition of which I have spoken about to management, co-workers, and captive friends and family members on multiple occasions.
I was hoping that today, Fat Tuesday, in Metro Detroit (possibly the biggest Paczki eating region in the nation!), that the drought in my office would at long-last be over and some generous soul would have found it fitting to bring some of those tasty, sugar and fat filled, pastry treats to work today. But alas, the drought continues!
And as the low man on the totem pole, barely above the unpaid interns, I of course cannot afford to bring in Paczkis for all... and just like in the first grade, if I don't have enough for everybody, I should not bring in the treats.
My only hope is that my wife works in a more festive office than I do and she is able to smuggle me out some raspberry or custard filled goodness... if it is prune or apple filled, I may just have to send her back!