My brain is automatically wired to bypass my reasoning center and go straight to the "Yes" button when confronted with desserts.
A couple weeks ago, my coworker asked if I wanted to go get a donut. Without missing a beat, I jumped out of my chair to go.
Somewhere deep in the back of my head, the logical part of me said, "Nathan, you think you have a cavity. Maybe you should lay off the donuts, at least until you get it fixed."
But don't worry. I smothered that part of me in a chocolate bar daydream, and felt utter contentment ... until I went to the dentist's office and found out I really did have a cavity.
3 comments:
Those donuts look sooooooo good. Dang. Thankfully, the ones that get brought to my office periodically don't come from Krispy Creme, so they aren't that tempting!
I miss those donut runs! Now, I just sit at my desk and about once a week Daylight Donuts brings in a box to our office. I don't even walk to go get a donut so I feel even more guilty eating them now.
I love how there's some wheat right next to the donuts like it's supposed to make us feel better about it.
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