This thread is about today's confrontation with the KKK at work. No, not the Klan. I'm talking the Killer Krispy Kremes.
So I'm in training on the new job, right? In a room full of 7 men and I am the ONLY woman in the group. One of employees brings in not one, not two, but three dozen hot KK glazed donuts for all 9 of us. 36 DONUTS!! 4 APIECE!!
The men converge like vultures .. I sit there watching this fiasco and think to myself 'EGAD .. '
After chucking their faces FULL of sugar, they turn to me and say "don't you eat donuts?" Um, ya think?
My answer: I USED TO. 40 POUNDS AGO.
Ever sit in a room with Ode de parfum of PURE SUGAR? I wanted to throw up.
How could anybody eat that crap any more?
Betty
So I'm in training on the new job, right? In a room full of 7 men and I am the ONLY woman in the group. One of employees brings in not one, not two, but three dozen hot KK glazed donuts for all 9 of us. 36 DONUTS!! 4 APIECE!!
The men converge like vultures .. I sit there watching this fiasco and think to myself 'EGAD .. '
After chucking their faces FULL of sugar, they turn to me and say "don't you eat donuts?" Um, ya think?
My answer: I USED TO. 40 POUNDS AGO.Ever sit in a room with Ode de parfum of PURE SUGAR? I wanted to throw up.
How could anybody eat that crap any more?
Betty


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