I woke up this
morning afternoon to the sound of an ice cream truck, which got me thinking…
First off, it was playing “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star”, which is not the proper sound, but then I realized how ice cream trucks are slowly becoming extinct. Well, maybe not extinct, but no one seems to care about them anymore.
Growing up in a small town made the little things have perks, like the repetitive song of an ice cream truck. You know, the whole running down the block/waving money. But now it seems like ice cream trucks are either in front of elementary + middle schools (high schoolers get nothing.) Or just speeding down the freeway like maniacs, which always makes me wonder what the hell they’re doing on the freeway in the first place.
I miss having Indian men yell at me for taking too long, and getting those shiteous yet delicious Spongebob ice cream pops.
Then I got to thinking again, which I really should stop doing.
How does one become an ice cream trucker? I mean, it seems fairly simple to become one of those dudes
with an ice cream cart. The people with the carts even seem to be happier with their job than those with the trucks, even though the trucks are available for all-weather occasions. But do you have to get a special license to become an ice cream trucker? Kind of like a taxi driver - they have to spend hella money to get their license, which causes them to make your trip down the block cost half your paycheck. (I’ve never been in a taxi. It’s one of my life goals to ride in a taxi.) The ice cream from ice cream trucks are also overpriced…I think. I mean, not much thought goes into buying ice cream from a truck. You don’t have time to think, because if you think, the ice cream truck would be halfway to Albuquerque by the time you came up with your decision.
How am I able to blog so much about ice cream trucks…?