The power of cookies is similar to the power of Christ, they COMPELL YOU TO DO THINGS! For instance, help a certain Porkchop when she gets in sticky situations. The grumpy old ladies in accounting to pull a file... that combined with lots of pleading and looking pitiful. But the promise of cookies ensure that I would be able to pull this stunt again if absolutely necessary.

Or a random manager who will proffer his assistance when I am completely mystified as to what WINDOW SHIELDS are. (WTF!?!?) I think the pathetic wrestling with the box might have helped as well.

When they say that a way to a man’s heart is through his stomach they are not kidding. Want a few marriage proposals? Bake a plate of cookies. Want to feel like you are loved and your beauty admired by all? Bake two plates of cookies. Want to fear for your life, your carnal treasure and your ability to walk out of work without being kidnapped and trucked off? Bake three plates of cookies.

People underestimate the power of baking to get things done.

But let’s just say this:

Our wireless router is being installed tomorrow.