Here I am, trying to drop five pounds by the middle of the month, and so what do I do when a co-worker asks me if I want to go get breakfast tacos? I say "YES!"
And what do I do when I return to my desk with said taco, only to find that the yummy bacon, bean, and cheese I ordered is instead a less-than-yummy bacon, bean, and egg? Do I take the hint and toss it?
Nope, I eat it. Because I paid for it, darn it, and there are children starving. Somewhere.
Willpower, thy name is not me.