Scariest Thing Of All...The Office Candy Dish

As a child you wonder where things go, like...
Your fish when it dies. After the flush where does it go?
Your teeth when they fall out. What does the tooth faerie really do with them?

Now as an adult you still wonder where things go, like...
Your paycheck.
Your slender body.
Your ability to go an entire day without any pains in your back.

Well I have found something out.
I now know where all the unwanted Halloween candy goes after the big day.

TO THE OFFICE CANDY DISH

I know I personally did not get a single trick-or-treater. None. Zip. I was so disappointed. I even dressed up as the scariest thing of all. Me without any makeup on. Hahaha get it? Oh you know it is funny.

So where did the candy go? Into the office candy dish. I snuck into the office, in the middle of the night. Wearing my black sweatpants and hoody. Black paint swiped on my cheeks and a flashlight in my hand. After all I didn't want to be blamed for bringing in the candy. Well not really. I brought it in before anyone got to the office yesterday.

But honestly, isn't there this stigma surrounding the office candy dish. As folks fill their hands with bite sized chocolate bars, they walk away from the bowl saying...who brought this in. It is never, thank you for bringing in this candy. It is more like, he/she who brings in the chocolate bars is now to blame for wrecking my diet today. It is all their fault. Thank you very much. I know I personally think that after my third snicker mini.

So what brought up this post? Well the fact that another bag of candy has popped up on the counter. And no one knows who did it. No one is fessing up either. Hmmmm the search is on. I bet it is the one person in the office who isn't eating ANY candy at all......