Crazy for Cupcakes
Gordon speaking. Been awhile since I posted on this site. Hell, it's been awhile since I posted on any site. I am now taking two courses at Golden West while maintaining a 40 hour work week and trying to be a decent husband all at the same time. One of the classes is fairly simple. It's an ASP.NET class and right now the teacher is going through how web pages work and how to use <yawn>HTML</yawn>. That is pretty much all I do in my current job and I'm sure that I could have taken over the lecture fairly easily if I was so inclined. The other class is a little tougher. Actually strike that, a whole lot tougher. It is the second course for C++ and that one is one I have to be careful in.
So why am I posting about all of this? Well it leads into a story I just had to tell.
I have been skipping breakfast the last few days. We have been so busy that we haven't been able to get to the store to restock on oatmeal and I'm too cheap to go downstairs and pay $2 for a stale bagel. This morning I was famished. I figured I could hold off until lunch like I had for the last few days.
So lunch time is coming up and I decide to go to the bathroom before we leave. The bathroom is attached to the break room and as I am going through the break room I notice that someone had left a cupcake container out with one remaining cupcake. Not thinking anything of it I hit the head. While I am doing my business I start thinking about the cupcake and decide that if it is still there that I should take it. When people in our office have too much food at a potluck or birthday party, they tend to leave it out for everyone. All of a sudden I can't stop thinking about the damn cupcake. I'm wondering if anyone will snatch it before I can get my chance. Then I wonder if I should finish going to the bathroom halfway and go grab it. Then I hear someone in the break room moving around. I don't know if I can take this kind of stress.
Like a ray of light coming out of the clouds, it dawns on me that I am obsessing over a cupcake! I'm not even the biggest fan of cake so I couldn't figure out where all this crazed desire was coming from.
Once I came to taht discovery, I still could not stop thinking about it. Finally, I finished and ran out to grab it (yes I washed my hands for those of you that have no faith in me). Behold it was still there. The noise I had heard was one of the janitor's going into the women's bathroom. So like Gollum clutching his ring, I grabbed it, hid it in a paper towel and ran back to my desk.
When Jenn and I were on our way to lunch we were both talking about how hungry we were. She claimed she was way more hungry that I was. I retold her this story and proved to her that there aws no way that she could be as hungry as I was.
So what's the moral of the story? Even crazy people can achieve their dreams. I'm living proof. If only I wasn't to full from lunch to enjoy the spoils of my mania.
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