I Cry, You Cry, We All Cry For Ice Cream
Coworker: “Hi, welcome to [ice cream store]. Can I take your order?”
Customer: “Yes, I’d like coffee ice cream with Heath bar mixed in.”
(My coworker mixes the ice cream and then hands it to the customer, a 40-year old woman. She beings to CRY in front of everyone.)
Coworker: “Ma’am, is something wrong?”
Customer: *sobbing* “My Heath bar isn’t crunched up enough!”
Coworker: “I’m so sorry about that, ma’am. I can make you another one.”
(The coworker makes another one and pounds the Heath bar into extra fine pieces. He then hands it to the customer.)
Coworker: “Is this mixed up enough, ma’am?”
Customer: *wailing* “I can’t tell now because it’s mixed into the ice cream!”
(The customer pays, storms off, and leaves the store sobbing with ice cream in hand.)













