Magical Ho-Ho Cupcakes

I work in a pretty chill accounting office (no, that is not a paradox) on my college campus. Days ago there was a celebration for graduating Seniors from the college program, and the coordinator ordered some super fancy cupcakes and cookies. These sweets were nationally renowned, and do you know how I know that? Because that's all the coordinator talked about for weeks. Weeks. We could not walk past her without being mauled to death by her praise of these cupcakes and their maker. Mind you, us lowly office people would most likely not be receiving one of these grand treats, since we were not of that illustrious graduating class of Seniors. So yes, we were harassed, and with no return for our pain and suffering.

A few days before the big event, Helen (the coordinator), bounds up to our office to show off the new cupcake stand that she purchased specifically for the celebration. She also sent a departmental email with a picture of it twenty minutes prior. Can you tell that she was really feeling this famous cupcake thing? To be funny, my co-worker re-posted the picture on my Facebook wall with the caption, "In case you didn't notice..." Helen stopped my supervisor for literally ten whole minutes to once again rehash where these cupcakes where coming from, the life and times of the baker, and all the fancy tricks her new cupcake stand could do (which was nothing, except to be a stationary piece of white wood: who knew?).

The big event finally arrives, and another co-worker of mine tells me that he had to stand there and control the masses [of really polite and kinda shy engineer graduates] so that everyone could get a magic cupcake. But apparently, one Professor in attendance said his cupcake tasted like a Ho-Ho...

What?!

A Ho-Ho? A Ho-Ho?! You mean the cream-filled chocolate covered cakes that you can buy from your local gas station at 10 for $3.50?! Poor Helen wasted perfectly good praise and effort for an instructor to tell her that his cupcake "tasted kind of like a Ho-Ho". I'll tell ya; the gall of that Professor [insert heavy sarcasm here]; wouldn't know real cupcake art if it took a bite out of him.
Moral of the Story: If you're going to reward students for four years of blood, sweat, and research papers, with a cupcake at 10am in the morning that taste like a Ho-Ho? Get the cupcakes from Target or Lunds & Byerlys like normal people! You'll save money, and everyone in the office will still want to talk to you after the big party's over.