does anyone else have co-workers who bring cookies to work . . . I hate them for it. especially Girl Scout cookies. they are death and the people who bring them are bringers-of-death. When no one is looking, I take the number of cookies I would normally eat . . . in this case, five coconut and german choco . . . when no one is looking . . . wrap them in a paper towel and tuck them in the bottom of the trash can so no one can see . . . thus symbolizing what they are for my nutrition . . . garbage. I think . . . "better cookies in the garbage than sitting in my stomach". little mounds of sugar and fat . . . killing me little by little . . . a slow death . . . by cookie . . . avoided. this time.