Evilgrin 72
Distributor of Pain
The entire office, minus those of us who manage to stay within 10-15 pounds of our ideal weight, are in the middle of a "Biggest Loser" contest that started 1/1 and runs through March. In the middle of this, we get probably 4-5 dozen Dunkin Donuts brought in every single day by vendors, 8-10 pizzas once or twice a week for lunch, assorted wine and cheese baskets, etc.Today, the HR rep (who has an a## the size of Minneapolis/St. Paul but isn't in the contest) brings in a giant, deep cookie sheet/baking pan full of something. Turns out, the bottom layer is about 1/2" of chocolate chip cookie dough. on top of that is an entire layer of Oreo cookies. On top of THAT is an entire box of brownie batter - then the whole thing is baked. It's like a dessert turducken.Half the women in the office are currently standing around shoveling this crap into their mouths while "ooohing and aaaahing." Most of them are in the weight loss contest. The majority of those walk around OPENLY WONDERING WHY/COMPLAINING THAT THEY CAN'T LOSE WEIGHT.People make me sick. That is all.