Originally Posted by
steakandchips
l) Free donuts on a saturday morning.
Call me Nostradamus, but I predict that could end badly.
In particular, I predict the sound of an approaching Russian radial, the sound of frantic donut munching, the (laboured) sound of a departing Russian radial, and then the sound of your bank manager on the phone demanding to know how the hell you blew twenty grand on donuts during your first weekend of operation.