Thank God for Pushy Co-Workers; Otherwise, I'd Never Eat.

My co-worker insists that I must eat both breakfast and lunch.



He's really pushy about the matter, too. He claims that I never listen.



In fact, he won't let me type sometimes until I've eaten something.



I think he just wants the opportunity to pilfer some of my buttered toast, but he claims that this all stems from his deep and abiding love for me.

Whatever his reasons, the jerk manages to keep me fed, so I guess I'll keep scooping his litter.