Banana Drama

I work at a family-run ice cream shop. It’s a really slow shift and I’ve just gotten into work. The only people working with me are the owner and one of my other coworkers, who is doing dishes in the back. A customer and her friend walk in; they’re the only ones in the store. The customer walks up and points at the ice cream case.

Customer: “Oh, my gosh! Banana pudding! That looks so good! Is it good?! Tell me the truth! Is it good?”

Owner: “Well, I like it!”

Customer: “Oh, my gosh, you’re lying! What do you really think? Is it good? Tell me the truth!”

Owner: “…well, I came up with it, so I like it.”

After this, the woman seems satisfied with that answer, and the owner proceeds to tell her how they came up with the flavor while the customer tries some samples of it. During this, I walk down to the cash register. After the customer is done talking to the owner, she walks down to check out with her item.

Me: “Okay, one scoop banana pudding in a waffle bowl?”

Customer: “Have you had it? It’s so good! Oh, my gosh, you should try! It’s so good!”

Me: “Oh, I’m so glad.”

Customer: “Yeah, it tastes just like my grandmother’s.”

Me: “Oh, that’s so great!”

Customer: “Yeah, but my grandma was a c**t.”

Me: *Shocked* “Oh, well, I guess this is better, then.”

She then proceeded to leave like it was the most normal thing in the world to say, and I spent the remainder of my shift internally laughing.