A fierce battle rages within me each time unexpected goodies are offered my way.
Let me set up a scenario. I stop by Jim’s office to pick up a flier. Cake, brownies, and pie are strewn about the table in the employee lounge. He says, “We had a party in Brenda’s honor today. Help yourself.”
We now join the internal conversation, already in progress…
Voice number one: “Wow! Look at all those goodies. Go for it!”
Voice number two (the skinny one): “It’s merely food Scott! It’s not like you’ve never had chocolate cake before. Get a grip!”