I heard of a rumour that today we would have donuts for free. I wasn’t sure if it was true, somehow the hype got everyone excited, especially my colleagues from my department whom lived by the principle: “Free Food Is Good Food!”
Anyway, it was served at the most inappropriate time. I mean, who would want to have donuts for lunch, right? Not like it was enough to feed the whole floor. Hence I went out for lunch instead of waiting for it.
… I was still full, but to give face, I took one.
… those vultures were really fast, this 1/2 dozen box was left with only 2 donuts.
… and a dozen box was halved in split second.
… I couldn’t spot yet another donut that I’d like to eat. They were mostly the same.
… I was told that, there was some leftovers of a pint of Baskin-Robbins in the fridge. Upon seeing that, I had an idea. How about a dipped donut in BR?
This was what happened, I drown the ring into the cream. Had it after office hours to spare my colleagues for bad toilet disaster.
I still remembered clearly the first time my friend gave me 3 pieces of Big Apple donuts. And the first one I had was cheese. It was heavenly, despite being a little unexpected, for having cheese on top of the donut. I was sort of, having a crush on the donuts. I introduced to my friends, my colleagues. My friend went OD-ed over it and had cold turkey since after. My colleague got addicted to it, despite that other outlets of Big Apple were plain lousy. The best I’ve had is still from The Curve’s outlet.
PS: The BR ice-cream was 4 days old. I couldn’t remember whether I had diarrhea or not, but who wouldn’t for having such weird mixture?