Since summer is rapidly winding down, today I decided to try and get in one last visit to the local ice creamery. Doesn't it sound delightful? Well, though their sweets may be sweet, the hired help is a bit sour. Now, I know it's hard to imagine a business staffed almost entirely by high school girls would be lacking in customer service, but please just humor me for one second....
Having made frequent visits to this establishment over the summer, I quickly learned some of the basic rules. First and foremost, NEVER... I mean NEVER ask for a medium ice cream cone! If you fail to notice one of the many signs ("We don't have medium cones - never had 'em, never will!"), you will definitely be educated as the lifeless yet judgemental, "we don't have mediums" drones out of the communication hole in the order window.
I guess I see why they get annoyed... they have placed a rather large neon pink "DUH!" sign with an arrow pointing to many sample questions that have been carefully taped to the window. The questions include a number of topics and definitely address questions about all things related to the medium cone. I think most people are confused because they offer a small, a large, and an extra large cone and simply randomly snub the medium.
That being said, today I decided to go with a shake. When the little door slid open and I saw an eyeball looking at me through the tiny screen, I asked for a "small shake." I thought that was simple enough... there were three prices for shakes and I wanted the cheapest and smallest one. Well, along came an irritated yet informative... "We don't serve small shakes, only medium, large, and extra large." DUH!