All I Wanted Was an Ice Cream Sundae? Is That So Hard?
It was near one-hundred degrees in Northern Virginia today, but felt much worse with the heat index. Can't tell you what exactly. I'm pretty sure my brain melted at the door step of my 10:30am appointment in Bristow. Even my car was little comfort with the A/C blasting over me. So after a long morning/early afternoon in the car I made a melted brain decision. ICE CREAM FOR LUNCH. It's not every day that I get to pass a Friendly ice cream parlor in my travels. Seems to me there are only two in the tri-county area. So since my travels took me past Burke, it was time for an ice cold, sweet lunch.
It was about two-thirty when I pulled into the parking lot...and I wasn't at all surprised by the large number of cars in the parking lot. Summer vacation. Late lunch. Record breaking heat. Of course an ice cream place would be busy. But so flippin' busy that literally six people looked at me at the carryout window and ignored me? Not even so much as an, "Someone will be right with you." You have to think these summer employees are used to rushes brought on by heat and lunch. Just sayin'.
When lucky number seven finally showed up, he seemed unapologetic for the fact that in ten minutes, six of his fellow employees had ignored me multiple times. Honestly, I think the only reason I didn't walk out was the fact that 1) I wasn't looking forward to leaving the nice air conditioned environment and 2) I wanted my friggin' ice cream.
I should have just left and picked up a Slurpee for lunch at 7-Eleven. At least I could have served myself and gotten it right. I paid for a Reese's Pieces Sundae. Besides stingy portions of ice cream and whipped cream, you know what was missing? The Reese's Pieces, of course! I realized this as I sat in my car and opened it up. I didn't feel like being ignored for another ten minutes while my ice cream melted, just to get the missing ingredient.
At least I didn't offer to tip the employee that seemingly, against his will, helped me. The nice lady after me did. I had to let her know she was nicer than me. I'm not going to tip someone if they suck or otherwise have a bad attitude. After all, I wouldn't expect referrals from clients who I could barely pay attention to or keep their transactions on track.