My boss has a special drawer in his desk. It overflows with packets of crisps and chocolate biscuits. His wife sends him off to work everyday with a packed lunch including said items and a sandwich. He has repeatedly told her that he doesn’t reallylike crisps or biscuits, but in a good wifely way she keeps feeding him up.
One day, soon after I started working here he uttered the fateful words ‘help yourself if ever you want a snack’.