Day-after Donut Day Quicky: Monday was donut day at my workplace. 9am, 8 large boxes of donuts were laid out in the cafeteria; I'm talking 24x18" boxes, at least. Each one easily held 60 donuts, By noon, we were down to less than 3 boxes, this at a company with roughly 60 people. I had 2 donuts, some people had zero, so let's say 240 or so were consumed by 50 people in about 3 hours. (opens calc.exe because it's too early for math) Okay, so about 5 donuts per person. Yes, almost everyone at my work is hugely overweight, you don't even have to ask. Tuesday morning, I get to work 20 minutes early, head straight to the cafeteria to enjoy the show: beast after beast is arriving just a little earlier than they normally do, and going right for the donuts, to make sure they get leftovers. There is a box and a half left when I arrive. The sugar glaze has become like water, just dripping everywhere. It's seriously the grossest looking shit you've seen. All the different colors oozing into one another, the donuts themselves apparently dried and stale, as several people mention. They all have that look of disgust on their faces that I've witnessed many times on the day after. And yet, they continue to eat. Three to a plate, then they scamper off to their desk somewhere to hide, like an animal wanting to make sure another doesn't get its prey. By 8am, 2 empty boxes sit on the table, every piece with thumb prints, broken sections, mushed all to hell... all of it consumed. Halloween Candy Day is going to be on Friday...