Your Chinese food delivery man remembers you five years later.
On Friday night my husband wanted to order Chinese for dinner. I was between naps so I told him that sounded good. He ordered from a place he apparently ordered from a lot while he was in Tallahassee last time. When the delivery man came to the door he recognized my husband and his order. My husband explained to the delivery man that he used to live on campus. I'm sure this particular restaurant owner is now rubbing his hands together thinking, "Cha-ching! My cash cow is back!"
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