And then I heard that hypnotizing tune.
|Okay, fine. Ice cream "person"|
As soon as that jingle hit our ears, my friends and I would run towards the jolly yum yum truck like a bunch of running bulls! The run was always one of the most exciting parts about ice cream. Nearly every kid in the neighborhood turned into professional athletes. I wasn't one of them...
|Obviously, running isn't my thing.|
Any 90's kid knows how cheap everything in the ice cream truck was. Most candy and chips were 25 cents or less. And the ice cream wasn't far off ever. I remember the most expensive thing being Luigi's Italian ice for a dollar. Yeah, buying that always made me feel special.
Well, when the ice cream was around, it wasn't about who was the fastest, or who could jump higher; It was all about who could buy the most junk. With 20 bucks, I could easily buy the most junk, and earn myself a little title I like to call "Ice Cream Boss."
|The Ice Cream Man- Featuring me as the Ice Cream Boss|
Now, I'd give away some to my good friends and skip all the way home, dying to throw my self on the couch, watch some cartoons, and eat my ice cream. Here is where my spending-20-dollars-on-ice-cream plan was somewhat flawed.
I walk in the door, bags in hand, looking adult, on the path to the couch when I am met by something unexpected...