I don't know why food makes everyone feel better. Rather I should be saying MOST, most people feel good about bad things when they eat. So today when my superiors come to tell me a doc on our unit has been fired they bring boxes of donuts! GOD... Really? Of course the larger(morbidly obese) sit, scarf theirs down and I'm perched there with mine safely tucked in my lap like it's a God damn puppy dog. Clearly I am not planning on eating mine, at least not in the scattered presence of the people in this room. When the meeting was over I wrapped it up and put it in my bag, I'll dispose of it on my way home. Feed the birds my chickadee :)
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