- We strategically placed money in all the necessary places (ie stairs, entry table, and in all our pants and pajama pockets) for a quick grab.
- We kept all computers and televisions on mute or a very low level so that we could not get confused about which sound was ice cream man music.
- We kept our socks off so that we could make speedy trips down the stairs without slipping and breaking our backs.
- We put on our game faces!
The first couple of times, I admit, we were a little ill prepared. We had forgotten to silence our cell phones as to not get the sound of a text message confused with the ice cream music.
But the next couple of times....nothing could have stopped that man.
On more than 3 occasions this Memorial Day weekend, Matt and I were seen running down the middle of the road; barefooted with one dollar bills spilling out of our pajama pockets; screaming at the ice cream man to stop. But did he? NO!
There is no possible way in the world this man could not hear us or see us running after his truck! There is also no possible way that this man could have ever sold a single ice cream driving as fast as he does! What gives?!
If I ever see that man, I'm going to give him a piece of my mind. Until then, we will become regular customers at Bahama Bucks Shaved Ice up the road. Tucker won't mind that one bit either. They give him snowballs in the drive thru!
2 comments:
I think your neighborhood is the only one that still even has an Ice cream man.
This is freakin funny. Maybe it's because it's 2am and I should be sleeping like normal folks, but I was laughing so hard I thought I'd wake someone up!
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