It’s like I only come into the office to hang out and snack these days. I’m getting little real work done, but I am certainly blowing my diet to bits. Some of the stuff that has arrived: bagels, fudge, a big cake, a huge canister of popcorn, a fruit basket, various miniature chocolates, and a tin of chocolate-toffee-covered pretzels.
And we had a big old party last Friday for the holidays and to celebrate my 10th year working here.
Ten years? Yikes. It must be because of the food.
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