"They" are staring at me

All day long, whenever I go over there. They are staring at me. They won't quit. I wish They would go away, but They won't. Who are They? They are They! They are the bowl of chocolates and candy that is a mere 10 feet away from my chair at work. Every time that I go to the fridge to get some fruit or yogurt, They keep whispering to me in the wind ala the voices in LOST. But so far since last week, I have resisted the sweet whispers of milk chocolate, crisped rice, peanuts, and caramel. And I won't fall into temptation until after 46 days from now.