Like so many people, I work in an office. An office full of people with nothing in common besides working together in an office. So, every year, around the holidays, we make an effort to connect and express feelings we don't really feel but really wish we did. These efforts usually come in the form of food.
As much as I would like to someday fit back into my size 10 pants, I recognize that today is not that day / week / month / quarter. Any attempt to say no to the lovingly offered cookie, cupcake, or donut is met with a scowl of rejection that will set the tone for the rest of the year. So I graciously accept every offering, except for fruitcake. No one reasonably expects anyone to say yes to fruitcake.