Ice Cream! I understand I’m miserable…..I’ve accepted this and have tried to make the most of it. But despite my negative view on life I do have a soft spot in my heart for ICE CREAM (of course you too Mrs. Iggles in case you reads this). Man do I love ice cream…..strawberry, chocolate, vanilla…..it doesn’t matter to me. I love me some ice cream. Actually there is one ice cream I don’t like and believe it or not it’s Coffee ice cream. Who woulda thunk it?
Anyway…there is a mom and pop ice cream place no more than 200 yards from the Iggles Household. It was like a dream come true. Notice I said WAS! I walk into this place looking like a kid on Festivus Day morning….wide eyed and full of excitement at what the next 30 minutes will bring. I survey the scope of the land and order 3 scoops of strawberry ice cream with a fudge/caramel swirl. I’m in heaven (figure of speech remember I’m an Atheist). I watch the ice cream guy scoop up my ice cream while drool is forming at the corner of my mouth. Visions are swirling in my head of the nightly walk to the Ice Cream parlor to try the newest flavor. Man do I love ice cream. The ice cream guy hands me my scoops and I hand him my debit card. And to my dismay he hands back my debit card and proudly proclaims it is cash only (in broken fucking English no less). CASH ONLY? Are you freakin’ kidding me….its the 21st century who walks around with cash? Listen buddy this is the U.S. of A. we pay with credit cards in this country so get your crap together and order one of those credit card machines.
So I hand over the ice cream and just walk out. Screw him…..if you can’t install a credit card machine then you should be out of business. I’m sad to say I haven’t been back to that place since and my ice cream cravings have yet to be satisfied. It was sad day in Iggleville when this happened.