but its on your menu??

so i feel weird for blogging again tonight but i have a story.

Robbie and i decided to go down to leons today. Its an ice cream place where you basically drive up park..go get your food and eat it in your car.

I havent been there since my freshman year boyfriend's parents took me there and i remember it being totally delish. i thought it would be a nice change.

So we go. We get there and it is super super crowded. Get in line and i order their grasshopper off the menu. (its ice cream with mint, fudge, and oreos) (or so the menu says) now i havent had ice cream in about 2 years but i figured i feel sick already so why not indulge myself. I took extra lactose pills too so i could escape further regret haha. Anyways we get up to the counter and i order the sundae.

The teenage guy working there said he's never heard of it. I said its on your menu. Still doesnt ring a bell to him. Thinking may be he can figure it out himself i ask him if they have anything mint, he says no. Let me just point out there is mint ice cream on the menu as well.

So i order chocolate..i think okay at least he can't think they don't have chocolate. i tell him i want it in a dish. he says hot fudge, i say no. Then we tell him we want fries too.

What do i end up getting? A chocolate sundae with hot fudge and a cherry in a dish, no fries.

WTF?

I'm thinking how does this guy still work here? He doesn't know the menu, he can't write down and order, basically you can ask for whatever you want (as long as it isnt mint) and he'll say okay..and give you whatever he wants.

The bigger question surrounding it all is how does the guy function in life? I thought it took a certain amount of brain cells to survive. World you have proven me wrong again. score world-500000 ashley-0

So me hyped up on pregnancy hormones, im completely pissed and about to cry. I'm not willing to wait in line again so i give robbie my ice cream.

We go back and sit in our car and directly in front of us are 3 teenage guys staring at us. The whole time, like we are a movie or something, eating their ice cream.

I finally make robbie leave because i am totally weirded out by them and just want to get the crap out of there.

So we stop and oscars on the way home, and i order death by chocolate ice cream and french fries...and guess what they give me? EXACTLY what i order. strange huh?