I worked at Domino's Pizza during college, not because I loved pizza or even because I liked not having to take drug tests. No, I did it because I loved being around cheese. Mozzarella, provolone, cheddar, American--it was all around me, all I could eat. Sometimes I would sneak some out in a bowl to eat in bed at home when I ran out of my own cheese.
You would imagine the glee I felt and the restraint I had to use when I discovered Cheese People (around the time I found Bread People last week). The folks in the office thought I was being choked by an angry reader or co-worker. No, I was laughing at Cheese People.
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