There is an evil force here in the break room, and its name is Temptation. It shows itself in the form of five boxes of Krispy Kreme donuts, which I have been informed is a Thursday ritual from the sales department. It's good in that they're [insert Homer Simpson voice]
soooooo tasty [/Homer] but bad in that I really need to get a handle on my ever-expanding waistline. I won't be able to impress the surf bunnies out here if I look like I'm wearing a donut around my waist, since apparently you are what you eat...