You know, every time I see that thread title, I think of a syndrome opposite the Mexican food butt burn one. 
You know it’s funny. I don’t want to pit folks for market place decisions, nor even for pretentious formulaic interactions prescribed by the company. I don’t mind being sarcastic if the server is rude, but not more than five or so seconds.
But I am the customer you never heard from again. Lots of ice cream for sale in my town. Lots of places where inquiries about my preferences are offered solicitously, with the goal of getting me what I wanted, with a minimum of fuss. I am the customer they see on a regular basis. I have no interest whatsoever in providing feedback in any other way. Do it right, see me again. Do it wrong, you won’t know from me.
It turns out that lots of consumers want mediocre products billed as if they were gold plated, and diamond encrusted, and they prefer to be “served” by posturing pseudo elitists who believe the corporate credo. It’s a market that doesn’t need to be served, only exploited. I welcome the predators, and the hordes of fools, soon to be parted from their money, since that money will not be competing with mine for actual goods, or real services.
Tris
“Ooh, so sorry, sir. I have all these other orders—I can’t possibly be expected to get yours right!”
If it’s now considered “trendy” to assume you should be given what you paid for, I guess I’m now on society’s cutting edge. Time for a new haircut.
Fuck vanilla! Fuck chocolate!
Maybe if there had been more than 5 people in the store at the time, I could have overlooked it…
It was another example of Suzy Nosering chatting with Tommy Tribaltats…
(I am sooo going to use those names from now on. Thanks!)
They don’t have those flavors.
CMC fnord!
I think it’s also considered too trendy to use cash anywhere instead of swiping your 20% APR credit card whenever you buy a sandwich. I get the rolleyes from wage slaves whenever they have to actually handle CASH. And it’s not like most cash registers don’t TELL YOU how much change to give these days. Why, back in my day as a cashier, I actually had to do simple math in my head to know how much change was owed. Imagine that.
Between Katrina and this, brownies are taking one hell of a beating.
Heh, if it was me serving as said corporate drone my reply would probably be “would you like any ice cream with your mint chips and cookie dough mixers” 
My reply would have been: “Holy shit, you can DO that? Load me up!”
Since when is Cookie Dough Ice Cream made with Vanilla!?!?!? :eek:
… since always… :dubious:
Lynne_kilii, they may not have cake batter ice cream or fancy mix-ins (though they do have lots of toppings), but the best ice cream I have found in Denver by far is Liks at 13th and Vine. If you like chocolate, anything made with the ebony base is to die for. I’m particularly fond of the ebony base with Jack Daniels and toffee bits. They make all their own ice cream every day right in the store, so the flavors are always different, and there are always at least 30 of them. And I bet if you suggested cake batter base (I know they have sweet cream base, different from vanilla), they might make it, or at least make a sweet cream with cake bits in it.
Maybe I’m just a magnet for low-paid morons, but I gotta say that if I went by this “one strike and you’re out” reasoning I would quite literally have zero places outside my home to eat.
Actually, I fuck up my own meals quite often too, so I guess I’d just be starving to death.
I was thinking the same thing. One strike, and that’s it? Go back in three months … it’ll be a completely different staff – perhaps a much better one.
Yeah they do. Of course, there could be some debate over whether vanilla = french vanilla, but they definitely have chocolate.
French vanilla is pretty close to fuck vanilla, but they definitely don’t have fuck chocolate!
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CMC fnord!
How about mixing in a salad and hitting the treadmill, then you may not be so cranky…
I don’t do salads. 
On a more cheerful note, I just bought a half-gallon of Dreyers Girl Scout Samoas ice cream. Mmmmmmmmmmmm…