Being A Conehead With The Cups

, , , , , | Right | May 21, 2020

I have a head cold and my throat hurts. Since it’s summer, my mom and I decide to go out for ice cream. She and I pull up to a popular ice cream chain’s drive-thru, and she leans out the window to order.

Employee: “Hello. Welcome to [Ice Cream Shop]; can I take your order?”

Mom: “Yes, miss. Can I have a small cone in a cup and a small vanilla in a cone—”

I snort, burst out laughing, and have a coughing fit.

Mom: “I’m sorry, miss. Can I have a small soft-serve vanilla in a cup and a small soft-serve vanilla in a cone?”

Employee: “That’s one small, soft-serve vanilla in a cup and one small, soft-serve vanilla in a cup? Will that be all?”

Mom: “Yes, thank you.”

Employee: “That’ll be [price]; you can drive up to the next window.”

Me: *Turns to Mom* “Would you like any ice cream with your cone in a cup?”

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