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so there's this guy who works in and around the kitchens here who is one of the sweetest men I've ever met. He is probably in his late 50's, very tall with an abnormally small head and an abnormally large butt. He wears a big blue baseball hat everyday and has no teeth. He seems as though he is slightly mentally disabled but is very diligent and takes the job of feeding all the students very seriously in an almost paternal sort of way. Since Hannah and I borrowed a mixing bowl from him awhile back to make claire's birthday cake I've been on a "Hi, how are you?" basis with him (though I don't know his name).
Today when I was walking out of stimpson in sort of a grumpy mood due to my heavy ass bag he was walking out too. We smiled at one another and he proceeded to whistle "under the sea" and and make up his own little lyrics. It was so sweet i actually couldn't keep from grinning.
Today when I was walking out of stimpson in sort of a grumpy mood due to my heavy ass bag he was walking out too. We smiled at one another and he proceeded to whistle "under the sea" and and make up his own little lyrics. It was so sweet i actually couldn't keep from grinning.