A couple of years ago we decided to treat the kids at Chick-Fil-A, one of their favorite places. When we got there, I noticed they had some new milk shakes. Now I’m not really a huge milk shake fan, but they had a mint chocolate chip flavor, and it just so happens that I love just about anything that combines mint with chocolate. So as I was thinking about ordering it, I asked the guy behind the register, “Are the mint chip shakes any good?”
He replied, “No way, they’re disgusting!” As I was trying to pick my jaw up off the floor, he must have noticed my unbelief because he proceeded to convince me: “No really, they are nasty. We have to put this gross green crap in them.” I must still not have looked convinced because he left and came back with a pitcher of green goop and put it in front of my face. He even offered to let me smell it! “See isn’t this disgusting?” he asked as he swirled it around with the spoon.
By then the manager had walked by and overheard some of the conversation. His face turned kind of pale.
I can still see the checker’s face when I told him I’d take one anyway. He must have thought he’d never seen a bigger fool. I don’t know, though, I may have just saved his job. As I walked away with my milk and green crap, I heard the manager say, “Don’t EVER say anything like that again!”