This was an entertaining Dairy Queen experience. When we
parked, we noticed an SUV full of people just sitting alongside the curb. There
was a line of cars in the drive thru, and a line of people inside. I counted 7
people working behind the counter and they all looked pissed off. One of the
soft serve machines squirted on a girl’s shirt and she looked upset.
After quite some time waiting in line, I ordered a mini
banana split blizzard. We sat down. The people at the table next to us got their
ice cream cones, but they still had to wait for the food they ordered. A guy
came in (from the SUV outside) to get the food they had been waiting on for so
long. Apparently their ice cream had to be remade because it had sat and
melted. What an inefficient bunch of kids working there.
I saw my blizzard sitting on the counter as they still had
to make my friend’s Julius. By the time I got it, it was kinda melty. They
definitely weren’t gonna flip that one over to see if the spoon would stick! Oh
silly Dairy Queen. I expect so little of you and you can barely deliver. If
only my pal Warren Buffett knew of your impotence… (DQ is one of Berkshire
Hathaway’s companies.)
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