Strange. I have a Simon in my office and when he stands up I think of chocolate too. Mostly because I never met a bloke who reacts in such an orgasmic way to chocolate. He is clearly a woman really.
When he was stressing about something hideous and work-y, I bought him chocolate from the vending machine, in lieu of hugs or strong alcohol. Neither are acceptable in an open office, when you only met the person 2 weeks before. It seemed to be appreciated.
[grin] Snack machines? You'd be lucky! This is a charity office, m'dear - the snack machines are the shops across the road!
Although, fundamentally speaking, you've hit the nail on the head - at about 4pm or so, I usually get the munchies, and ask whether anyone else would like some ...
[grin] I've been known to provide shoulder massages in the office - but only for people I've worked with for more than six months, who aren't going to take it the wrong way and press me with a harassment suit! Chocolate has also been offered in lieu on occasion ...
Used to have a whole little routine based on chocolate advertising. My comedian ex Chris nicked most of it for his stageshow, and anyway they changed the names of some of the confectionary.
A finger of Fudge is just enough... Twix fits... but Marathon really satisfies!
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(yes, I know these are all so obvious, but then so am I ;-)
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There's a Bounty on your head?
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Revel in it.
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When he was stressing about something hideous and work-y, I bought him chocolate from the vending machine, in lieu of hugs or strong alcohol. Neither are acceptable in an open office, when you only met the person 2 weeks before. It seemed to be appreciated.
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Although, fundamentally speaking, you've hit the nail on the head - at about 4pm or so, I usually get the munchies, and ask whether anyone else would like some ...
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Put the pun down, mister, and step away slowly. It's not worth it!
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Mmm. Nice boots!
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[checks black jeans] Nope. Phew.
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A finger of Fudge is just enough... Twix fits... but Marathon really satisfies!
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Not advised for those Marianne Faithful moments.
And on a completely different tack, my cousin was once in adverts for Marathon/Snickers in Europe ...