| A few times a week, (I havn't taken the time to count how many), The Hostess Man, Comes in to update the Hostess Cakes, and he always makes me stand there while he counts the cakes he's taking back and bringing back in, like he's in second grade again learing how to count. he's continully teased me, and I am personally getting tired of being so nice to him. Actually, I'm lying cuz I think I'm more mean to him then he is to me, he's like the milk man from back in the old days, you know who he is, what he's doing there, a regular part of your work-life, yet you keep everything simple and that is that. I am sorry to regret that I do not own a picture of The Hostess Man. |