DQ Depression

I ate at Dairy Queen today. Haven’t been there in many months. I like their chicken strips basket…and the Pecan Cluster Blizzard. I thought I could muster resistance, but alas, I succumbed and must now repent in dust and ashes (preferably with a cherry on top).

About five people–one adult, the rest teens–were working. As I waited for my order, I watched them with some amusement. Everyone wore a bored expression. They even looked a bit grumpy. It was obvious that none of them enjoyed working there. It was just a job–a summer job, probably. They were just going through the motions, and forcing a smile as they said “Have a nice day,” since they obviously weren’t having one.

I realize it’s Monday. But hey–perk up! Working around ice cream can’t be that bad!

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