Easter Regret

I saw a lone Peep laying on the sidewalk - seemingly in good condition - and I stopped for a solid thirty seconds contemplating whether I was too good to eat it.

On the one hand, it's an unwrapped piece of candy from who knows where that's sitting in the dirt.

On the other hand, it's a delicious, sugary Peep.

I didn't do it. Since I don't hold myself in high regard, why am I cursed to believe that I'm just barely better than eating a Peep in those circumstances?