Dec. 15th, 2006
Consequences
Dec. 15th, 2006 06:00 pmThis story begins about three weeks ago, when someone from a local church group knocked on my office door, asking if I'd like to order some doughnuts. Amiable sort that I am, I did so, and she said they'd be delivered on a certain future date, which I promptly forgot. Indeed, I forgot about the entire transaction.
Today was the last day of finals week, and I went onto campus to finish grading calculus finals and to wait for the take-homes from my geometry class to come in. When I arrived, there was a box of Krispy Kremes, about a dozen of them, sitting in the window box outside my office. I took them inside and settled down to grading.
Grading is... well, let's just say I needed something to keep going. After a bit of grading, I ate one of the doughnuts. A bit more; another doughnut. And, and, and... By the time I finished grading, I had eaten the whole box.
This was at about 2:00. Now, the chair of a committee I'm on had invited all of us to a kaffeeklatsch, as a way of thanking us for our work. This was scheduled for 2:30.
When I got there, there was, indeed, a pot of coffee in the corner. On the table was a German chocolate cake.
And a pound cake.
And a pecan pie.
And something like strawberry cheesecake, only richer-looking.
And a pumpkin pie.
And at least two other similar items which I'm not remembering.
And there was me, with a belly full of Krispy Kremes.
Sigh. Actions have consequences...
Today was the last day of finals week, and I went onto campus to finish grading calculus finals and to wait for the take-homes from my geometry class to come in. When I arrived, there was a box of Krispy Kremes, about a dozen of them, sitting in the window box outside my office. I took them inside and settled down to grading.
Grading is... well, let's just say I needed something to keep going. After a bit of grading, I ate one of the doughnuts. A bit more; another doughnut. And, and, and... By the time I finished grading, I had eaten the whole box.
This was at about 2:00. Now, the chair of a committee I'm on had invited all of us to a kaffeeklatsch, as a way of thanking us for our work. This was scheduled for 2:30.
When I got there, there was, indeed, a pot of coffee in the corner. On the table was a German chocolate cake.
And a pound cake.
And a pecan pie.
And something like strawberry cheesecake, only richer-looking.
And a pumpkin pie.
And at least two other similar items which I'm not remembering.
And there was me, with a belly full of Krispy Kremes.
Sigh. Actions have consequences...