While on a long drive from Utah to California, I had an insatiable craving for a shake. After putting off several of my requests for a "Jack in the box" or "Carl's Jr." run, my husband finally heeded my request... only now we were miles from anything except for this place...Peggy Sue's 50's Diner. This little dive is in "Yermo", Ca. ("barren"or "wasteland" in Spanish).
It was over these very ice cream freezers where it all took place. The sweet, middle-aged woman behind the freezers seemed lost in her train of thought while completing her job's tasks, but she finally noticed me and asked what I would like. "How much is a LARGE mint chip shake?" I asked. She responded "3.69"
A few scoops of ice cream and some minutes of blending later, I got my long-awaited shake. I paid her, then took off for the car... only to realize once I got in the car that my shake seemed small for a "large". I looked at my receipt...Yep, I paid for a large. I hesitated to go back in because I didn't think I had the patience for her to make me another one, but my husband, who wanted me to get a large in the first place so he could suck down a good share of it, clamored, "You better go in there..you paid for a large!"
Reluctantly, I returned in and politely said, "Excuse me, I ordered a large shake...I don't know if this is the large size...[I said while holding my cup up]...I just know that on my receipt it says I paid for a large." I held the receipt up to show her. The woman looked at the receipt then stared at me... for a good 30 seconds. I awkwardly smiled and raised my eyebrows while waiting for a response. She finally got out, "Well, what would you like me to do?" To which I responded, "Well, I... paid for a large, if this isn't the large, could I have one please?" The woman stammered, "Oh...okay..." Then, she reached out for my cup and set it on her side of the counter. I assumed that instead of making me another one, she would just add some ice cream to my already-made shake. Cool with me, I wanted to save time anyway. But to my surprise and bewilderment she turned to where the cups were located, took a larger-sized cup out, poured my unchanged shake into the cup and handed it to me!
Positive that this woman was incapable of such a sense of humor, I clarified, "I mean, I would like a larger shake... not just a larger cup." She looked at the cup and then at me. "Oh!" "I'm sorry!" "I'll just make you another one then." Yes, instead of adding to my shake, she dumped the whole thing down the drain and made me another one. Ahhh, good ol' Peggy Sue's...Thanks for the memory!
**Disclaimer: Satomblablabla recently found out that Peggy Sue's has only ONE size shake that costs 3.69. Woman in story apparently did not know that either.
3 comments:
Haha, I remember you telling me this when we went to Red Robin's with work. So funny.
Hahaha, that is so funny. We actually had a waiter like that at IHOP last night. I think once you hit a certain age you either stop caring or just don't understand :) Oh wait...I just assumed she was old!
My son slaps me too! At least he looks happy when he's doing it, like he really does love me and that's his own special way of expressing it. Yeah, I think they'd be singing a different song if we started slapping them back. :)
And I know what you mean about people not understanding the posts. Sometimes I'm like, whoa...is it not apparent that I'm joking?? I guess it can be hard to read if you don't have that kind of sense of humor...
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