At work (social housing) there was a phase where one of our tenants kept getting cheese slices through the door. Went on for months, they would phone up and get angry as if we were the ones attacking her with processed cheese. Then all of a sudden it just stopped. Happened to another tenant on the other side of town a year or so later.
How odd, being haunted by dairy!
At work (social housing) there was a phase where one of our tenants kept getting cheese slices through the door. Went on for months, they would phone up and get angry as if we were the ones attacking her with processed cheese. Then all of a sudden it just stopped. Happened to another tenant on the other side of town a year or so later.