Okay, so I am a little Latina with a hot temper. I don't mean to have a temper ,but sometimes I can't help it, plus, sometimes people are so frickin dumb that it makes me crazy. If it is someone having to do with a bill and there is a telephone conversation going on, I usually have to throw the phone at the husband and tell him to talk to them because they are pissing me off so much. All that have TW cable can attest to this. If it is someone in person, I usually have to walk away while mumbling how stupid people are.
So today I went ovee to Coldstone to redeem a five dollar gift certificate I had. When we walked in it was awkward. Ok people I am half White and half Mexican. I have no problem with what I am and I love me. The thing is that sometimes in certain environments I feel as if people think that this lucky Mexican servant got the day off and shouldn't be where they are. So today as I walked into Coldstone, that is how it was. The looks on everyone's faces was..."OMG, don't these Mexicans know that they do not belong in THIS coldstone".
So while checking out the menu, there was this really wonderful, creamy looking smoothie ice cream thingy...and I wanted it. My son only wanted a scoop of vanilla ice cream which is his favorite. Ok, so this should be easy...shouldn't it? Right after I ordered it I knew I was going to be sorry. The guy behind the counter took out a binder and started slowly reading directions of how to make what I wanted. Right away my son picked up on it. He knew that Mom was about to go Latina crazy. There I was watching this guy read the directions and put in every ingredient that had nothing to do with ice cream and hellooooo wasn't this Coldstone?
My son started laughing and said...."Mom, don't do it ". Now I am sorry but the picture looked creamy and blueberryliscious, but what he was blending in his little blender looked more like he cut up beets and blended. Finally when he brought this supposed smoothie over that was so dark purple it was almost black I said...Um, I'm sorry but the picture looks like there is ice cream in it"..."Nope we don't make the smoothies with ice cream". What the hell? If I wanted a smoothie that had nothing to do with Coldstone ice cream and the only ingredients were those that a binder said how to make, well then, I would have gone to a farm I guess. My son stood there with a smile on his face. "Do you still want it? I could have been nice and drank it so I would blend in and be normal, but then ..."Um, no, it looks nothing like the picture, sorry".
We walked out and my son laughed. "They are probably talking about the Mexicans right now Mom". I smiled. I'm sorry, there are just some times when your crazy comes out and you can't help it. If you find this happens to you, like I do (and quite often), don't be ashamed..stand up for your right to be crazy!
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