When I came downstairs today there was a large aluminum tray of cookie wrapped up and waiting to go to work with me. Helaine originally thought we were having a guest at the house. My co-workers benefit from her confusion!
This is the third time I’ve brought cookies to work. I’m not sure how my co-workers feel about me, except they really like seeing me when I have cookies for them.
I didn’t think about taking a photo until they were nearly gone. That’s Bob Englehart’s hand going in for seconds.
Back when I was younger, thinner and apprehensive about a committed relationship Helaine used cookie diplomacy on me. It worked. I always think about that while passing them out at the station/newspaper.