Cookie Goddess...or Monster?

There are days when my life at work feels like some kind of weird and only vaguely funny sitcom. Today is already one of those days. After a brief but not uncommon verbal altercation with my employer yesterday afternoon, he came in this morning bearing cookies, claiming he'd stayed up all night baking them just for me. While I appreciate the gesture, it's a shame only one of us realizes if he'd just let me do my job in the first place, he wouldn't have to make these vain attempts to appease my nature by bringing me baked goods.