Synaptic Snaps, Crackles & Pops

Snack time! [30 DBC entry]

30DBC November 5 Prompt: You arrive at work today with five donuts and five coffees for the people who are scheduled to be there. But you have a problem. Counting you, six people are there, and all of you love coffee and donuts! How do you and your friends resolve this?


Although this precise scenario has never happened to me, similiar situations have popped up over the years. As a soldier in charge of other soldiers, I always made sure the junior troops ate first. The same mindset applied at home, too. If there was even the slightest possibility that there wouldn't be a full plate or bowl for everyone, Donna and the kids got first dibs and I ate whatever was left. Bottom line: my work buddies are going to enjoy their donuts and coffee, and I'll raid the vending machine (assuming, of course, that it's been fixed; Rick took it poorly, when it wouldn't give him his nacho chips).

I guess that, besides a September birthday, I have that in common with Mr. Bilbo Baggins: He had a horrible thought that the cakes might run short, and then he-as the host: he knew his duty and stuck to it however painful-he might have to go without. [excerpt from Chapter 1 of The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien]