Hot pocket

So at work, there’s this Hot Pocket that I’ve sort of been eyeing for 2 years (didn’t realize it has been that long). Initially, I assumed it was someone’s snack and has been replacing it as they ate it. Though, I had a suspicion it was mine all along (I used to buy a huge Pepperoni Hot Pocket box from Costco) but I have no proof so I wanted to play it safe. Today, I decided to take a leap of faith because 1) why not and 2) I was hungry. So, I opened it and it was full of frost. Bad. I waited too long. It didn’t matter if it were mine or if it was somebody else’s. It’s useless to everyone now. Had to throw it away.

Hmmmm. Never expected to learn an important lesson from a microwaveable turnover.

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