Pasta Boy

At an old job at a medical journal publisher back in the early 90’s there was an editorial assistant I liked to call “Pasta Boy”. Everyday, without fail, he heated up a quart or more of leftover pasta in the microwave in the office kitchenette. The pasta was barely stained with sauce. Upon removal from the microwave, Pasta Boy would promptly fork it all in, holding the same position in the kitchenette. Never saw him sit down to partake in his pasta repaste. He was very reliable in that way.

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