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There they are, staring at me like a cat about to eat the canary.
It feels weird to complain about donuts, but dang it already I am going to.
I don’t need these. It is December, the month of Christmas treats everywhere.
I have no will power.
Stupid donuts.
Guess I’ll eat as many as possible so they stop staring at me.
Piss and Moan 
I think about every co-worker who touched the office donuts before I saw them. After that, it’s so much easier to pass them by.
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Good point…but I was a high school teacher and worked with walking cesspools on a daily basis, so germs mean nothing to me.
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