Polar Expedition.

Once I worked a temp job for a company that distributed things like ice cream and milk. They had a huge storage room for the ice cream that was kept at a constant temperature of at least 20 below zero. That's Fahrenheit. When we went in there we had to dress like we were walking to the North Pole.

My first time in there this regular employee took me aside and said, "If you want any ice cream just get it and eat it fast." He was serious. He also looked as though he'd eaten more than his share of ice cream. All I could think was, "It's 20 below zero, you lunatic! The last thing I want to do is eat ice cream!" But I didn't say that. I also didn't eat any damn ice cream.