Watch Me Not Eat Microwave Popcorn
here i go!
*smell of popcorn wafts across office*
i'm just typing.
*colleagues offer sumptuous, salty, hot, delicous treat*
i'm still typing.
*colleagues engage in conversation about attractive, newly single mayor of sf*
still typing, though more distractedly.
*note that i'm neither having popcorn NOR hot dates with single mayor*
typing with more enthusiasm.
*wonder if not eating popcorn will eventually result in my achieving a figure that will attract mayor*
*ignore sound of boss contentedly crunching on popcorn*