Now, I may be being a bit thick here, but surely the best way to fight temptation is by not bunging it right in front of you and chewing your lip in tension?
Take the latest round of Special K crumpet.
Bird number 1 plonks a transparent bag of choccies on her desk, and keeps giving it sidelong glances. Then she bungs a vase in front of 'em so she don't guzzle the lot. So why did the greedy cow bring in a mountain of choc if she didn't want to eat it. Or put it in her desk. Or give it to me.
And the chocolate!
Bird number 2 shoves FOUR choccie biccies on a plate by her desk! FOUR! She sits there, seductively stroking a cookie with her little finger before tipping the plate (when she could be using her fingers tipping the velvet). Again, why shove a pile of biscuits to shovel in your cakehole if you're going to whinge about them!
Don't buy the biscuits or put them on your desk!
Then they look all chirpy coz the harlot in the red dress has brought them all mini-bite nibbles (finger babe's more interested in biting on harlots mini nipples). Suffice to say that they probably feel so good on eating a teeny pack of healthyness, they gorge on the chocolates later and end up with fat arses.
Me, I'd've scoffed the lot in five minutes, then gone on the prowl for more!
Same goes for the chocolate (fnarr fnarr)!
