"Who wants a doughnut?" my co-worker says, not talking to me.
"I do," I say, because it's true, and because I don't care that she wasn't talking to me.
But now I feel bad, especially when she comes back around the corner (she wasn't even in the same room!) and says, "Okay, let me go get it."
So I get up and follow her, saying, "No, if I'm gonna take your doughnut, the least I can do is get it my damn self."