Monday, May 18, 2009

It's Not A Race

I rarely bring treats into work, because I often hear responses like, "Oh, I can't eat sweets like that" or an unenthusiastic, "Thanks." Now, it's not as if I'm bringing in store-bought cookies leftover from some bbq over the weekend. I bring in homemade goodies. And, even though it sounds ridiculously conceited, the foodie in me thinks they are deeee-licious.

This morning, I brought in some cupcake pops that I whipped up yesterday afternoon. While I understand that no one here is aware of the fact that they take hours to make, they are pretty dang cute. And I taste-tested one last night to make sure they really are yummy. So, what was the response I got this morning?

"Looks like Sara is trying to compete with John's wife for making goodies."

And two separate people said that to me.

Um, no. Make that hell, no. That thought hadn't even crossed my mind. I bake because it brings me joy, and I love giving treats to people. I fully realize that men compete and really do enjoy competition. However, I'm the exact opposite - I don't like conflict, I don't like violence or struggle, and I don't like for someone to have to lose. So now that my coworkers are walking around trying to make it a competition between me and this woman I've never met, I've taken a "no treats for you" stance with work. I'd rather give my cute lil pops to a complete stranger.

All I'm asking for is a smile!

1 comment:

  1. I love your treats! Let me know the next time you want to give some away, I will show up in a flash, give you a big smile (probably a hug too). If you want I can disguise myself as a 'complete stranger.'
    Fan of Sara treats