When I was a counselor in 2006, I ate a piece of pizza from the staff lounge refrigerator every day all summer.
Last summer there was no pizza in the fridge.
Today, there was pizza in the fridge again. I am beyond happy. It's a piece of my history and free meals wrapped into one.
Yay for nostalgia and stinginess!
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