My Schwan's guy was like my bi-weekly soap opera fix. He had a family situation that he would give me updates on, and I was hooked. He had a big fat 19 year-old son who sat around on the couch & ate Schwan's food all day, and my guy would come home to the big fat son playing video games, surrounded by food wrappers. The son's goal in life was to be a Video Game Tester. HAHAHAHAHAHA, like every fat lazy piece of crap teenage male. His two daughters left their husbands at the same time, and came to live with him with their babies, and they were both slobs, and left folded-up dirty disposable diapers lying around. I was SO upset when my driver quit Schwan's, because now I don't know what happened with his plans to kick them all OUT.