I have a boss who brings in a dozen doughnuts about once a week, and he usually puts them on a filing cabinet close to me. That's fine - I don't really like doughnuts that much (cinammon buns, now - hoo boy, if he brought in those, I'd be in SUCH trouble), so they don't tempt me. My gosh, though, do I ever get tired of hearing all the talk about the doughnuts - "I shouldn't have one." "I already had one, but I shouldn't have." "Oh, they look so good, I want one, but I can't!" "Maybe I'll just have half of one. *munch* I shouldn't have done that; now I want the other half, wahh!" You get the picture.
It gets SO boring. When I'm already feeling grumpy, I feel like yelling "Either eat the damned doughnut or don't; just shut UP about it."