Everyday I am astounded by the magical things ice cream can do to people. Sometimes our machine is broken at work and I’ve seen grown men and women turn into children and throw hissy fits because they can’t have ice cream from a fast food restaurant.
But I’ve also seen the good ice cream can bring. There is a custodian who works at the food court area. All day long he busts his butt cleaning and doing whatever else needs to be done, and sometimes he comes and buys an ice cream cone. I always give it to him for free. Today he said “If you ever need anything man, give me a call.” I might.
I also got some of my friends free ice cream during my lunch. So there were 5 people sitting around me all licking these delicious soft serve cones, when I said “You know I’ve never had the ice cream from here before.” And as soon as I said it, the girl to my left extends her cone to me (already licked on one side) and says “Do you want some?” Like, as if just I’m going to put my tongue on her ice cream cone. That’s got to be credit towards becoming a saint or something.
I promised this guy a good sundae after completely messing up a shake earlier in the week. Today he came, and told me the story of his whole day as I made it for him. He had just fired a dude that worked for him and needed something sweet.