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Well, friends, I mentioned a while back that I worked at Buffalo Wild Wings. No longer. I quit in the second half of November, getting a job at a local restaurant as a cook. Said restaurant specializes in pasta. The irony didn't really occur to me until a couple of weeks ago. I write pastas for fun... And cook pasta for a living. Tonight, we ran a shrimp scampi with garlic, butter, sundried tomatoes, and white wine over linguini for a special. It was delicious.

Is this irony or some other device I'm not educated enough to know the name of?

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