I try not to have regrets. Life is too short to worry about what might have been. However, the Dude missed two career paths that have left trails of regret.
1. Zamboni driver. You know. That car-type thing that cleans the ice at hockey games. Always seemed like a great job. I should have earned some college money driving the school zamboni.
2. Ice cream man. Awesome high school summer job. It’s mindless. Outside, somewhat. And you’re driving a truckload of happiness. Perfect summer job.
I’ve pretty much moved on from these regrets, but now that summer is here, and Little Dude learned what the “i-deem-man” does, it’s all flooding back.
The ice cream man is a pretty hilarious concept.
$3 for one of what you can buy a box at the store. .But somehow it makes sense because a dude in a truck, that’s about to breakdown, is selling it out of his window.
Okay. Two please.
At the beginning of the summer it’s great. Once. Maybe twice. After a few weeks, it settles in that this dude is coming everyday. And the kids want ice cream. Everyday.
Kids and parents react instinctual. Consistently, the same reactions. Kids scream. Amazing, ridiculous screams. And may run around in circles.
Parents, hang their head and slouch their shoulders – like their favorite team just lost a big game – knowing they are about to get ripped off.
Little Dude now recognizes the “i-deem-man’s” music and knows that it leads to a truck with delicious snacks.
It’s pretty adorable.
Dada. I-deem-man. I-deem-man.
Which is why I’m dismayed to learn that the there is a 2012 Ice Cream Crisis. Don’t tell Little Dude. He’ll be heart broken.
Good Humor is short on the Toasted Almond, Chocolate Eclair, and Candy Center Crunch in the Northeast. They are blaming it on an unusually warm spring.
Is this a plot to get us to believe in climate change?
And why only the Northeast?
Those aren’t popular on the west coast.
No taste buds in Cali?