My moment occurred on Tuesday. Ray and I headed to a show but we stopped at Jason's Deli for dinner. I enjoyed a yummy chicken wrap and then went to partake of "free" ice cream. Like a DQ, the machine dispensed soft serve vanilla, chocolate, or a combo swirl. Ray had already come back with a lovely perfectly shaped cone. (This picture is from Dreamstock and it's not a swirl but you folks know what DQ cones look like)
Anyway, I manage to create the biggest mess you've ever seen. I pull down on the handle and a dribble appears in my cone. I push up and nothing happens. I pull down and an ice cream swirl is flowing but it won't stop or cut off. I have a glob and more glob coming into my cone. It's rather obscene. I look for a spoon or something to try to cut off the machine. There's nothing around.
What shall I do? Should I just go ahead and put my mouth under the spigot and just eat directly? Well, no... that would be rude and unsanitary. I stop pulling the handle, then I admit I used my finger to just swipe my mess into my cone. I trust the next person would let the leftover go into the trough, and then begin again.
Have you had any machinery fails? Are you inept at dispensing ice cream?
I came back to the table with the saddest looking cone. Ray was laughing...."What the heck did you do?"
I gave a rueful grin and ate my mess. Sigh - what can I say?
Joanne Faries, originally from the Philadelphia area, lives in Texas with her husband Ray. She considers herself fortunate to be able to pursue a writing career after eons in the business world. Joanne enjoys reading and movies, and is the film critic for the Little Paper of San Saba.