The story I’m about to tell is not really mine, but something that my father told me years ago.
My father worked at a steel mill, driving the forklifts, and he spent most of his time out in the field. However like any good place of employment, they have a lunch room where they keep all of their food for their breaks. One of the guys that worked there was absolutely obsessed with hot chocolate(he would have it every single day).
via @notiun
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