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Written by JJewell
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 Recently, a few of us from BuyOnlineNow were invited to Fellowes headquarters near Chicago to learn more about their company and their products and to make demonstration videos of some of their paper shredders. It was very interesting to see the main offices, learn more of the history of Fellowes and to take a tour through their manufacturing facilities where we saw Fellowes products actually being produced. We met with many representatives who gave us in depth product showcases and generally helped us understand more about the items they made. To relax and unwind at the end of the day, the plan was to go and see the Chicago Cubs play the Houston Astros at the "Friendly Confines" of Wrigley Field. After a quick and hearty dinner near the ballpark we went in and watched the game. We had excellent seats and everyone who came along seemed to be really enjoying themselves. We sat very close to the Cubs bullpen and had a great view of the pitchers warming up. Even though the forecast predicted rain, we got very lucky and the only "pouring" that occured was done by the vendors carrying around the Old Style and Budweiser. After the game we made our way out of Wrigley to a bar across the street to have a quick nightcap before heading back to the hotel and getting some rest. One of us mentioned possibly getting something to eat, but apparently the tavern we had chosen would only serve us food if we moved our party inside from the patio which was closing. Instead we just decided to pile in the van and make our way back. We did, in fact, have to be back to Fellowes fairly early the next morning, so it was decided we could maybe stop for something quick on the way back or even just hold off until breakfast.
 It wasn't very far down the road we had driven when someone mentioned something about burritos. Not thirty seconds later, the same one of us who mentioned eating in the first place, and who was now driving the van, noticed a white and blue glow out of the corner of his eye and was drawn to it like a moth to the flames. Before any of us knew what was happening, or could offer any protest, we found ourselves in the long line at the White Castle drive through. I can't speak for any of the other passengers of the van, but based on my own personal experiences, I immediately started to get a little nervous and started sweating profusely. I knew how much power each White Castle slider held, what they would do to me and how hard it would be to deny the tiny square onion grilled buttons of goodness, but it was too late for that now.
 After waiting in the drive through line for a few tense minutes, it was deemed that going inside would be the wisest choice, in an otherwise unwise situation. The only girl in our crew was chosen to go in and do the ordering for the simple reason that she was "closest to the door." Keep in mind it is approaching midnight and we aren't in the nicest neighborhood in Chicago. After waiting another few long minutes, I figured I should go in and offer my help in carrying out the 20 plus sliders, a few orders of fries and a couple of cokes. I can easily count on one hand how many times I've eaten at White Castle, but never before have I been witness to the magic involved in producing those delicious little sliders. Cooked on a bed of onions, the small square patties are then covered with pickles and placed inside a miniature bun. Judging by the look on the cook's face, making the burgers isn't nearly as interesting as watching them being made. As we waited patiently for our order, we saw at least 200 sliders go out. It was unbelievable. Finally, after an amazing 45 minutes had gone by, our "Crave Case" was ready, though it seemed like only a few minutes had passed as I sat transfixed behind the protective glass next to the grill station. The head chef called for our "four orders of fries, please!" but you could tell she didn't really mean the "please." We made our way to the waiting van outside and passed the sliders out to the eager hands inside.
 Because I knew from specific personal experiences that White Castle sliders do not by any means agree with me, I resisted for a while in actually partaking in the feast. However, it wasn't long till that delicious aroma of onions and meat filled the van and the glorious echo of lips smacking lulled my senses into giving into the sweet, sinful temptation of a White Castle slider . I decided to have just one, figuring I would be fine (wrong), and I can still remember how amazing the flavor was. I figured that this is what Adam must've felt like when he took a bite of the apple in the garden of eden. I knew I would possibly regret my decision, but it just tasted so good.
 Looking back, I think what I learned from the whole experience is that the people from Fellowes were awesome and really went out of their way to show us their products and treat us well and I look forward to the next time I get to see them all. Also I learned that stopping at White Castle at midnight for a quick meal isn't always necessarily very quick, but watching them make the sliders makes the time go by a lot faster than waiting in the van. And even though that one slider I ate didn't sit well in my stomach and I didn't feel like I was 100% for the next 24 hours, if you asked me whether I would do it all again, I'd have to say, yes, I certainly would.
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