Not My Food
Wednesday, April 06, 2016
Oh my goodness. How many times do I have to relearn this one?
Multi-person meeting at our office Monday. Lots of goodies brought in. Lots of goodies left over, in our kitchen at work.
Cookies. Several types.
And: all day Monday and all day Tuesday they were calling my name. Constantly.
This morning on the way to the gym: finally I remembered.
NOT MY FOOD.
There. Done. I don't think they'll bother me today.
And besides: they're all stale. Right?