I walked by the table at lunch and there it was sitting amongst its tray of friends staring at me, yearning for me to pick it up. I took a napkin and chose the one that called out to me. Macadamia, white chocolate cookie. Thankfully, I was full from the lunch I ate but still along with some coworkers I went for it. I took it back to my desk and layed it down nearby.
Work got busy, a few hours passed. One of the girls nearby shouted "I want a cookie". I was reminded of the little napkin bundle sitting next to me. It smelled so comforting and sweet. I moved it closer to me as I continued to work on my projects. It stared at me, I stared back, enticed by its fragrance and the imagined flavor it would have. I picked it up to break it into smaller pieces and the little angel voice in my head said, "DON'T DO IT. DON'T DO IT!!!" Before I could think further, I threw it (literally, threw it) into the garbage can.
Yes!!!! I did it. I didn't eat the cookie. Boy, was that a close one.