Iced Iced Pastries

action_man

Fitness pals, I need your help. I work in a bakery, today I clocked in as usual and began packaging up baked goods. It was while I was rubbing Danish pastries down with icing that I had a sudden moment of clarity. Like a curtain dropping, suddenly I saw everything as it was. Time stood still. The sugar, the gluten, the preservatives, HFCs... I'm part of the problem... I am feuling the obesity epidemic. 
I stood motionless frozen in time staring down at the tiny heart shaped Danish in front of me next to a bucket of enough calories to kill a man. The icing ran red and the blood was on my hands. I fell to my knees and screamed at the sky. 
I know now my only hope for atonement is to take my own life. Should I step into one of the ovens, or send myself through the shrink wrap machine to suffocate.

DataSeven

I think you should be force-fed pastries until your stomach ruptures, a-la s7ven.

zyxst

So you're the person who's going around the world and forcing iced Danishes down other people's gullets? Really? Just break up. I'll happily take your job.

SunofaBeach14

Keep making pastries and send them my way. I'll take one for the team.