There are cupcakes are our reception desk again. I can see them from my desk. Dozens of them: white, pink, and chocolate cake with white frosting and violets MADE FROM FROSTING on top.
Everytime I walk past to get to the bathroom – which is a lot because I drink a lot of water and chamomile tea – I can smell the butter and sugar.
This has been going on for four hours.
I just had a very vivid insta-daydream in which I imagined myself smashing them with my fists and flinging them all over the corporate overlords’ office.
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