Is it just my office or does everyone else have some sort of cake at least once a week? I feel like Elaine when she worked at J. Peterman and they had cake everyday for someone's birthday or other ridiculous occasion to the point where her body was craving a 3:30 sugar rush. Whether it is actually someone's birthday or a lobbyist thinks bringing in a cake will sway a vote or two, we consistently have cake in the office. Not only is it always in the office, it sits directly in my eyeline, staring me down, tempting me with its promise of a 15 minute burst of energy in my otherwise stale day. What's worse is that when I finally stop fighting my natural urges and get a piece of cake, there's a 50/50 chance that it tastes like crap. Last week's cake had so much sugar in it that my heart felt like it was going to burst out of my chest. All the more reason why eating the cake is so dangerous.
In today's case, it wasn't anyone's birthday. The occasion was looooove.
A conversation between Ms. Joanie and I:
Ms. Joanie: Come get some cake, ladybug
Me: What's the occasion?
Ms. Joanie: This dumb guy at my church baked it for me.
Me: Ooh Ms. Joanie you have an admirer!
Ms. Joanie: Well, that's just too bad. He can dream on.
That's Ms. Joanie. Breaking hearts one at a time. It was only later on that I found out the cake was actually baked into the shape of a heart. A heart. Yes, a bit cheesy, but gotta give a guy props for trying to woo a woman with a homemade heart-shaped cake.
Too bad he was more than a little late for Valentine's day. Maybe a better timed cake was the key. Anyway thanks for the entries Page and please keep up the writing :)
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